A/n: this is about to get super depressing and personal, I don't want to forget a single piece of it, and I want to be able to easily find it.
It was a weekend, I was at home watching tv and reading. My mother came in and said she had a surprise, and to be ready by 1 pm. Idk how, but I already had a feeling it would be something to do with my dad and his side of the family. So I got really excited and went to get dressed. When it was time to go, I sat in the truck thinking about what they could be doing. Then we drove into school (idk ok, my dreams have absolutely no logic about them), and I could see my dads face on a piece of paper on the window, and I shook my head in shock. Mac, my middle brother nodded, already crying. Mac, Will, and Cole we're all there, along with Mike, Heidi, and Shelby, my sister in laws, and Kaci, my sister, and my nephews Sawyer and Drake, and my baby niece, Delta. My mother figure on my dad's side was there, along with my Ms. Willis, my old algebra teacher, who helped set everything up since it was in school. I ran out of the truck and looked at the door and saw a picture of my daddy and it said "In loving memory of" and I collapsed to the floor and cried. But I got up and ran to Mac and jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist and hugged him. I told him thank you and hugged Shelby, Cole, Heidi, Will, Mika, Drake, Kasi, and Sawyer, and then hugged Ms. Willis and thanked her for helping them figure it out. Then I walked up to the picture of my dad and fell on my knees, my forehead against his picture, and cried. And then I woke up
This was the first dream I've had about my daddy since I was a little girl, before he even died... I watched him have a heart attack and die in our front yard when I was 8 years old and now I haven't talked to most of my family on my dads side because they hate my mother and she won't let me go there without her. They're the only ones who know exactly what I'm going through and I can't even talk to them because my mother won't let me.
