I miss you.

the day.

     Hello my name's Ashley Bender and I live with my Mom and older sister Kitira. I don't live with my Dad because my parents are divorced. As of right now I am in the 6th grade. My Dad has stage four cancer, but I know that he's strong and I believe that God will heal him. I don't talk to my Dad much, but that's mostly my fault because I forget to. I feel so bad for that.

     So today I'm supposed to be spending the night at one of my best friends house right after school. Her name is Lacey. Our other best friend is coming over to her house too. I make sure that everything's ready and packed for when my mom picks me up from her house to get my stuff for tonight. I grab my back pack and head outside. My mom's waiting for me in her car while singing a really old song that she remembers from her childhood.

     My sister takes the bus to her high school so she's not here. When we get to the school I see two of the three of my best friends, Samantha a.k.a. Sam, and Ana. We greet each other and then head inside. Fast forward to band class. I guess that I also forgot to mention that I play the Clarinet. I'm not that good at it, but at least I found something that I'm interested in. I look at the clock at it's 2:01, I feel a sharp pain in my chest and then get this strange feeling. Maybe I should call my dad after school.

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     It's now the end of school. I meet up with Lacey and Sam and we walk over to her house. We get inside and start watching TV. A few minutes go by, and my mom calls and says that she's outside. Lacey follows me out and my Mom tells her that I might not come back. I tell Lacey that I most likely will come back and then my mom looks depressed. Maybe something happened at work today. We arrive at the house and I put away my coat.

     She asks me if I want a glass of water, and I know. He's dead. I sit down on the couch, just a tad bit ready for what she's about to tell me. She tells me that my Uncle Bob called her a few hours ago, telling her that my Daddy has just passed away. It feels like every ounce of water in my body was just poured out of me. I call Sam and Lacey and tell them the news. They're surprisingly crying. I ask them why they're crying, and they tell me that it's because they're sad for me. I still wanted to spend the night tho, but because I want to have fun and have a distraction of what's going on. My mom wouldn't let me.

     I go into my room, unsure of what to do, so I just lay on my bed. I don't want this to be true. Please tell me that this is just some kind of a sick joke. I love you Daddy, please don't go. I'm not ready for you to leave me. I love you so much Daddy, you still have so much to teach me. I love you and I'm so sorry for not calling you, this is all my fault. Maybe if I just called you a lot you would still be here. 

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So this is a true story. This true story happened to me. And I have decided to share it. Maybe if there are people going through what I have gone trough, it will help them. I really hope that you won't make fun of anything going on in this story since it's such a big deal and it's happening a lot now. I wish you all the best in life and just know that it does get better. You can't move on from the fact that your parent is gone, but you do grow more and get used to the fact that they are in a better place now. I love you Daddy and I know and believe that you are having a much better time up there than you were over here on Earth.