The Morning After My Berthday (yes, berthday) by Paige Sumowski
The following is purely fictional. I know a couple of kids who had parents that went through a divorce, so I was inspired to tell this heartbreaking tale from the perspective of a child. I hope you enjoy this story (on some level)! (You may have to read some of this out loud because I wrote it as though a six year old wrote it, spelling mistakes and all!) The Morning After My Berthday I was woken up the morning after my berthday. It was reely fun! I got some new shoos and I ate A LOT of cake and evryone sed I am getting big becus I'm 6 yeers old now! I herd some banging and yelling and at ferst I didn't want to go downstares but I was afraid I woodn't be abel to see her for a little wile. I jumped out of my bed and I ran downstares. My dad was crying and he lookt out the window. It was really cold in the house so I hugged my dad to warm me up. He wiped his fase really fastly and I think he didn't no that I saw him sad. I saw sum red on his arm but wen...