When I was 7, we moved into an apartment. We still had money and we was still a happy family. My dad use to play games with me. I had a field trip to the zoo and he came with me, we done alot of things together because I was always a daddy's girl. Then one day I realized that my mom and dad lost their jobs. It was really hard seeing my parents like that. Well, a few weeks later passed and I realized that they were on drugs. Then again, I Never would imagine my parents like that. My parents were in and out of jail. We had to go live with my grandparents for a while. Then, my parents got us back. My dad took us shopping and that night I went into the kitchen and said "Daddy, will you come lay with me" he told me he would be in there in a minute, but sadly he didn't make it. In he didn't make it, I mean he died that night. He was doing fine, he took us shopping and everything and I still didn't know how? How could someone die? How could someone leave their family? How could someone pick drugs over his kids? How? I miss him like crazy, that was my dad, that was my best friend, that was my hero; but most importantly hes my angel👼.
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My Life Story
Misterio / SuspensoHey guys, um I was told that I should write a story, but I didn't know what to write about. So I have decided to tell you about my life story. Don't get to excited because it's nothing to be excited about, actually you probably should go ahead and g...
