It’s been three years since my parents got separated. It was because of my sister… in that year she started to be rebellious and acted wildly. she went home always late at night and sometimes she was so drunk that she could barely walk. My mom also notice she lost respect to our dad and confronts her for that. My sis talk back to my mom shouting that she doesn’t need a father like him and she would never respect that man again…(she used to call our dad a demon since then) my mom was so shock after hearing that and she told me to talk to my sis.
She was the oldest and I’m the second child. she used to hate me because she was jealous of the trust and attention our folks gave to me, but i think i understand why she felt that way. she’s eccentric and only sees the bad things that our parents done to her without even thinking why our parents get mad at her. She lacks responsibility to take care of us(i’m talking about me, a lil brother. and our youngest lil sis) when they are away so my mom left all the responsibility with me. My sis doesn’t like that situation and she said if they think she was bad she would really act bad and she did so. She’s more comfortable with her friends than to us and spends so much time with them. She was like a brat teen at her worst. What i hate about her is that she’s telling her friends bad things about my mom which is all lie. She told them that we’re not treating her well at home. well i don’t know what kind of treatment she would like. She don’t like to help in the household chores and if you would ask me she’s the perfect example of what they call a rebellious black sheep in the family. I try to understand her most of the times so we won’t have a fight back then. The effort of trying to understand her was worth it. she started confessing some things to me and yeah she admitted that she was so jealous of me enough for her to hate me. she told me that she was sick hearing from others “why don’t you act like jem” “jem is a good daughter” and some other bullshits.
I was shocked upon knowing that, cause in my case, i envy her a lot. She was capable of doing the things that she wanna do, she got enough confidence, a fighter, so independent, lots of friends that she could talk to whenever she want to, i do did wished i had those too.
After some talk with her i felt guilty why she became that way, because if i would summarize her thoughts why she became rebellious was because of me. I also hated her for that… i found it too shallow for her to feel that way but all i can get from her as a response is that “it’s because i can’t be good”.
We get along like that and i think it’s better that way unlike before that we neither talk to each other. Then one night she asked me if our lil sis is close to our father(our dad suffer from heart attack and was half paralyzed but he was able to move by his own… and i think he was emotionally broken after that incident and we got some problems approaching him) i told her it was just like before… She told me to watch over our youngest sis. i sense something bad when she told me that so i asked her what happened, then she told me in tears that one afternoon she was taking a nap she got awake realizing that someone was touching her breast… and it was our dad. after knowing that, i don’t know if i would believe her or not. I love our dad and i love her too. i didn’t say anything that time. i just hugged and cried with her. she made me promised not to tell that to anyone even to our mom.
So that night when my mom told me to talk to her why she was like that, i told her everything… My mom’s eye’s was filled with tears that she can’t say anything. She can’t believe it too… our dad who’s been good to us ever since… we never thought that he was capable of doing that.
The next day mom ask dad about it… He didn’t denied or admitted it. He just told mom that would she believe my sister who’s always been lying to them… then the never ending fight between my dad and sis took place until one day my sis told my mom that she couldn’t take it any longer and decided to leave the house. She told mom to take care of us because she don’t like us to experience what happened to her. my mom couldn’t decide then and ask some advice to his father and they ended up talking to my dad. they asked my father to leave the house for everyone’s sake. that was the saddest day of my life… our family was broken and we lost contact to my father.
the people and our relatives were criticizing and mocking us for that. they said what kind of people are we abandoning dad like that. he was half paralyzed and i know that it was the time he needed us the most. i felt really guilty about that. i felt sorry for my youngest sister growing in a broke family. she’s crying every night although she pretended to be alright after the incident.
As for my father, he was staying in his relatives miles away from us… i don’t know how is he doing now but the last i heard about, he was recovering and much better… i do hope he is.
actually i thought the hardships of our family would end there but i was really wrong. I thought my sister would change after that.. well yes she did, but she change for the worst…
she got pregnant and now living with her nothing good husband and continues to give us problems…
now i thought if it is right that we believed her word accusing our father…
i really felt guilty about what happened to my dad… as the things goes it seems that we did the wrong thing making my dad left.. i felt really bad about it… and now I’m starting to hate my sister for breaking our family if i could call that a family…..