I can still remember everything me and my dad did togethier. All the times he tried to
be funny or the nice guy. Putting me on his shoulders and pretending to drop me, even
though I knew he wouldn't. I guess that won't happen again. He was gone, passed away,
went to the other world as some peolpe would say. I Would never again see his goofy
smile, Hear his corny jokes, or even feel his warm comforting hugs. I Would Give anything up
just to see one more look of those pearly-whites he called teeth. So,here I am.. standing
here at his funeral, just bawling my eyes out. Since I was six, I didn't really understand
the meaning" Dead" but, I knew I would never see him again. They showed That in CSI
shows I watched. Why?Why?Why? I Kept saying that word in my head. I had so many
questions. Why did my father drive in the rain? Why didn't he wear a seatbelt?
Why Did God decide to take my father at the time I needed him the most? Every Question
had the same answer. " I just don't know" . My mom was just staring out to space thinking.
Once or twice I seen a tear slide down her cheeks. I was sure she was doing the same thing
I was. I felt a small and gentle tug at my black and white dress. It was my mom. " Come on hunny-
the service is over." she said while reaching out her hand. I just stood there. I didn't want
to leave my dad, now lifeless body. I wanted to just watch him hoping that maybe
he will do that last mintue breathing and come back to life like they did in movies....
I let another tear escape my eyes. I looked up to my mom that was also standing there.
Her hand was to her side now, she must've known I wasn't going to move.I soon left with my
mom. Regreting it every secound we drove away. " Why did daddy die?" I Asked. My Mom
took a Short glance at me. " Did I do something wrong?" I Asked again, this time looking down.
" No! Don't ever think that!" My Mom Semi-Yelled. She Sighed. " Kellan, As I told you
before he made a bad choice to drive that night.Daddy didn't mean to do what he did. okay?"
She said in her most motherly voice. We drove the rest of the way home in silence.
10 Years Later~ Kellan POV~
I was sitting on the edge of my bed on my laptop looking for party ideas. My 16th birthday was
coming up and I had to do something big. I already made a list of peolpe that im going
to invite. I Heard a faint knock on my door. " come in!" I said while adjusting my
laptop. It was my mother, for some reason she had that dumb smile on her face that means
shes about to tell me something bad. I sighed preparing myself for what she was about
to say. " Hey there Kellan, umm I have some good and bad news." She said rubbing her hands
on her thighs. Oh great. I nodded my head. " You know we are in tough times here and I
can't find a job..... Wearemovingtonew-york." She said quickly. I made a -say-it-again
face. " Kellan, we are moving to newyork." My mom tried her best to keep that smile but,
it soon fell into an nervous look.
" Whats the good news?" I asked.
" Err.. That was the good news." She said Slowly.
" What is the bad news then!?!?" I asked almost yelling. She put one of her feet out of the door
to make a quick escape once she answered my question.
" Since we are moving.... I don't think we will have the money for your party." with that she slipped out the door.
I closed my laptop and fell back onto my head. How can this day get any worse?
I sighed and pulled out a picture of my dad. " If only you were here." I thought. I closed
my eyes and soon fell asleep.
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-MikVic
