Sweet But Deadly

Chapter 2

"I'll never forget you, I'll always remember I hope you know" one of the many songs that reminds me of my father. I sat on my bed crying, listening to "Never Forget You," wishing I had my dad to hug. It's been about 1 month since school has started. Everything was just quite and long.

Today was the day my father passed away 8 years ago. October 12th, the worst day of my life. My dad passed away from a stroke. He was in a coma for 2 months and 3 days and eventually he just passed. I remember going to the hospital to visit, and to pray. I sat there for hours on end hoping and praying that he would wake up. My mom hated seeing him suffer, and I did too.

We miss him terribly and words cannot explain how much I wish I could have him here now. I'm terrifed of hospitals now, it's always bright and its feels like no one ever sleeps. Hospitals remind me of death, and that's something I don't want to remember. Death is my biggest fear, and something I never ever want to have to face in my life-time.

As I sat in my bed, thinking about life, I decided that I would do something today. Something my dad would be proud of, my dad was an artist, he loved to paint and draw. I decided I would paint a sunset on the ocean. I went into the small attic and pulled out some of my fathers old paint brushes and acrylic paint.

I set up a blank canvas and started to paint. By the time I finished, it was 4:00. I looked at my art work with satisfaction. It looked beautiful. I took the painting into the kitchen so I could show my mom. She was baking my fathers favorite, Apple Pie.

I explained to my mother on why I decided to make this painting. She loved it. She hung it on the family room wall. Next to my fathers last painting of the moon and stars.

At dinner, we had Turkey and Mashed potatoes. My fathers favorite meal. We ate in silence, it was so peaceful, we just sat there thinking and eating. Until my mother broke the silence, "Maria, I have got something to tell you, I know you want to go to college, and I was looking around in your fathers old chest, I found his trust benefits for you and your brother... He left you both $50,000,000."

I nearly fell out of my seat. That is so much money. She also explained to me that, that was the money his parent left him being an only child. She also explained how in his will, he left his children the money. She explained how his parents worked all their lives and were millionaires.

My grandparents left my father 100,000,000. He never touched it. He left it for my brother and I. He left it for my mother to take care of us. That was crazy. I thought to my self how was I going to spend it? Then I asked my mother, "What did he leave you mom?"

She smiled and said, "Both of my children, and some money to buy a new house and support you both. That's all I need." I smiled at this and hugged her. My mother is the strongest person I know, I thought to myself.

My mom has taught me so many things in life. She has taught me how to be strong and try not to let words or things bother you. That is what I'm trying to do now.