A situational irony that happened in my life was when I was taken away from my grandma when I was six years old. I was just playing outside and I was playing with my little sister. As soon as I turn to go inside my sister and my mom was fighting and arguing at each other and I did not know if they were playing or not. Not until I seen them both go outside fist fighting and the police drove by the house and seen what was going on. It was not even 5 minutes before I see the police come take my sister away and then take us away in a cps car. I was so scared I sat all the way by my brother and I rocked him to sleep almost because he was so hurt that we left the most important people in our life. But that is my situational irony because I was expecting us to stay with our grandma for ever.
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