The Day Of Death(Based on a real event that happened in my life)

It was May 30th, 2010, the day my dad passed away. He died when everyone in the house was sound asleep, well everyone except my little sister. No one in the family knew that my dad was dead until around 8 in the morning. My mom was the one to find him. When she saw him, she ran to wake me up. "Tori wake up and keep an eye on Brandyn," said my mom. I replied "Why, what's wrong?" "I'll tell you later," she said. While I was watching Brandyn, my mom was calling my older sister and 911 to tell them what had happened. When the ambulance got to my house, my sister, dog, Brandyn, and I were in my mom's bedroom and that's when she told us that my dad had committed suicide. After she had told my sister and me that my dad died, a Phoenix Firefighter came into my mom's room and gave my sister and I a little teddy bear with a little firefighter hat on top of its head and a water bottle. When the Firefighter gave us the bears, we went to my neighbor's house until EMTs removed my dad's body from the house.

After that day, I have stopped doing the activities that my dad and I used to do together. Ever since that day, I have a hard time crying during something that is sad to everyone else and I also have been able to hide my emotions very easily. Now every day I feel like I have to help and look out for family since my dad isn't here with us anymore. Every year, when May 30th comes, I always seem to be down or sometimes out of nowhere I will start to cry about how I miss him and how I wish that he was here with me. Since his death my mom has been more depressed and sad, my older sister has been nicer to me, and my grandma cries out of nowhere.