I'll see you this weekend.

When I was younger all I remember is my parents fighting all the time. My dad would stay out late at night and when he would get home he would just start yelling at my mother. It always scared me when he would do this. As the years went on nothing really changed, my mom just kept putting up with everything. I would leave and go play outside when this happened because I didn't want to be around it and see my mom upset all the time.

When I was 8 years old I came home from school and my brother's girlfriend now wife decided to take me to the park, which of course I was excited to go to the park and play. When we came home that afternoon my parents were arguing nothing new for me, but this time my sister acted differently and brought me in the house. I still remember them yelling in the front yard.

Eventually the fighting stopped because my parents had gotten a divorce, I was 9. The agreement was that he would get me every other weekend and at first he would come get me for the weekend. I played fast pitch softball and I remember him never being at my games. Ever. I just ignored it though I just thought he was busy and wouldn't be able to make it.  As the years went on he stopped coming to pick me up for the weekends, and of course I was becoming a teenager and I didn't want to hang out with my dad on the weekends.

I made excuses for him my whole life for not being there, and when I grew up and finally understood everything that had happened in my childhood I would never look at him or anyone that remotely acted like him the same. He changed my point of view on drinking, just because I remember what he put my mom through and I didn't wanna be like that. It's not worth it, to lose your whole family over something so small.

Someone I look up too.

My mother, sister and I woke up very early that pleasant Saturday morning for a reason I did not know. I was 4 years old and I always looked up to my sister so I didn't mind because I was with her. We went to eat breakfast at IHOP. My mom and sister were talking about all they needed to that day before tonight, I asked what was going to happen tonight and all they would say was it was a big day for my sister.

After we left from IHOP we went to a hair salon called Visible Changes where my sister had received the most beautiful up do. After getting her hair done we went next door to Merle Norman to get her make-up done she was very beautiful that day, I remember her looking just like a china doll. I still didn't understand why she was getting all dressed up and no one else was. After she had everything done we went back home where I watched her put on this elegant gown. She looked amazing and I was jealous that she was all dressed up. After a while we were at our house more girls and boys were showing up dressed very nice that day.

My sister and all of her friends started lining up outside taking pictures together in their gowns and dates that they had. I was still very jealous that all of them were dressed up and I wasn't. So while everyone was busy taking pictures outside I ran inside the house and put on my little red dress. It was my favorite dress out of all the one's I had. After putting on the dress and my dress shoes I ran outside and started taking pictures with everyone since I was dressed up. My sister was getting ready for prom that day and I'll never forget finally getting to dress up with my sister.