It was 9:45pm and i was yawning already so i descided to head to bed. "Night mum, love you." I kissed on the cheek. "Love you to. night." She smiled at me as i ran upstairs. I always feel bad though. Leaving her on her own own. You see, i lost my Dad when i was four. He was a brave, loyal fire fighter. One day he was called to a house that was burning to pices by furosious flames. Fortunately, he managed to get everyone who lived in the house out but the children were screaming and pointing to a window. In the window was a barking dog. They obviously wanted Dad to rescue the dog. Dad loved dogs so he ran back in the flaming house in search for the dog. It was no where to be seen. The clock of life was ticking but my Dad was too slow. The roof fell of him and we never saw him again. I miss him so much. I really wish that i could just spend one more minute with him just to say goodbye, to tell him i'll miss him, to tell him that i love him so much, to tell him that he'll be the brightest star in heaven. But I can't do that. So, i have to carry on my life. But, I know he's watching down on me and I know he's pround of my grades and my progress. "I love you, Dad." I whisper to myself. "I love you so much."
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It's 7:15am and my alarm clock badgers me to wake up. I slam the 'off' button and open my laptop.
