The Dying Garden

Chapter 1

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. I just got off the phone with my fathers doctor, he only has 3 months. He had been diagnosed with lung cancer about 3 years ago, because of his old age it was a harder struggle to face.

I packed my bags as soon as I could and hit the 4 hour drive from Michigan to Toronto. I had moved to Michigan when I was 16 so I could have the privilege of learning in the United States.

The drive was a long and silent one. When I reached London Ontario, I stop at the Gas Station to buy a drink. That was the only stop I made, for I desperately wanted to go see my father. The last time I saw him, he was very ill. I guess he wont be looking any healthier today.

When I arrived at my fathers home, I was surprised at how big it was. He had moved out of our old apartment, and into a house big enough to be called a mansion. As I got out of my car, I walked to my trunk and pulled it open to grab my stuff.

"Welcome Ms. Morales, don't worry I'll get those."

A man who looked like he was about 40 years of age, pushed past me to grab my stuff.

"Your father is inside waiting for you. Don't worry I will take your things up to your room"

I mumbled a quick 'Thank you' and ran to the house. I was greeted by a woman who's name I don't know.

"Hello there Ms. Morales, my name is Ingrid, Welcome home."

I gave her a look which wiped the smile off her face. I quickly apologized and she forgives me.

"I'll bet your looking for your father, am I right?"

I nodded my head slightly

"Yes ma'am, could you take me to him?"

She didn't say anything just started walking away, so I followed. After walking up several stairs, I find myself standing in front of a large door. The woman knocks on the door and I hear a faint 'come in' which sounded very weak. As I walk in I see a small figure laying in the large bed placed on the centre of the bedroom. I keep staring at the frail body, trying to figure out who it was. Finally, I recognize the man under the pale white sheets. Tears, threatening to fall in any second. He says something, but it is barely a whisper, so I move closer.

"Sweetheart? I love you. Did you know that?"

At that I let my first tear fall, knowing it wouldn't be the last.

"Yes sir, I love you too"

After that he had fallen asleep so I got up, kissed his forehead and before I left I whispered 3 words.

"Don't leave me."

Not knowing my father wasn't asleep I heard a faint mumble saying 'Never'. I waited until I was in my own room before I let all the tears fall. That night I cried myself to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

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Hi this is my first book I have ever written and I'm proud of it if you want me to write more comment so and I'll probably continue if you want me too.
Spoiler!!!! It's not a depressing book where the girl's dad dies and that's all. It's gunna be good I promise

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