Prolouge

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"Thanks for everything, Dad." I sat down at the grass near his spot. "I know you're sorry for leaving us," I chuckled. "It's okay. Everything is okay. No need to say sorry to me, Dad. I love you, Dad. We love you. I know you're on the clouds watching me sit here." A tear roll down my cheek. I wiped it. "I miss you, Dad. I really miss you." After what I said, I picked up my guitar and started singing Dad's favorite song. Our song.

Is there a right way

For how this goes?

You've got your friends

And you've got your foes

They want a piece of something hot,

Forget your name like they forgot.

Ohh, ain't that something.

I sang the song while tears are spreading down my cheeks. I felt a light in my peripheral vision so when I turned my head to the right, I saw a light and a figure walking towards me. I was scared. I stood up and dropped my guitar there. Then I hear his' voice, singing.

Nobody's gonna love you if

You can't display your way

To capture this.

It was Dad. I smiled while singing and walking straight to him.

Nobody's gonna hold your hand

And got you through

Its up for you to understand

I can feel him wiping my tears away. I smiled. When I opened my eyes, I saw nothing. He was gone. And I was all alone. I smiled. And then I continued playing my guitar while singing.

Nobody's gonna feel your pain,

When all is gone

And it's time for you to walk away.

So when you have today,

Say all that you have to say.

I sang the whole song. The song was "Roger Rabbit" by Sleeping With Sirens. After singing it, I turn on my phone to sing along through "Gold" by Sleeping with Sirens.

"Dad, do you still remember Sleeping with Sirens, right? Here, they have a new song. Its name is "Gold". I wish you like it.

The music started, and I close my eyes while singing through it.

All we want,

What we want is,

All we want is gold.

"Such a beautiful song, right Dad? I wish you like it. Because I like it." I told him. I continued singing, while playing the guitar. Dad taught me how to play the guitar. When I know how to play it. He gave me a medium-sized guitar on Christmas Eve. I asked him why on Christmas Eve, and he said so that I can play his songs on Christmas. I smiled.

I stood up. "Thank for the guitar, Dad. I'm gonna name him, Kellin Quinn. Haha. In case you don't know him, Dad, he's the vocalist of Sleeping With Sirens. Aka Kellin." I told my Dad and I laughed. I once touched Dad's tombstone and whispered "i love you".

"Bye, Dad." I said and before walked away.

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