A/N:
Hey guys,here's my first published short story.I wrote this story it is because I'm really missing my dad so much.So please vote and comment.Sorry for some errors.
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As we made our way to school, dad keeps on telling me one fact of life that I could not understand., "I would rather die with tears than die with fears
." Everyday, I hear nothing but those lines from him. I keep on telling him why does he's telling me that and he would answer me " Someday, you will understand."
Of my 17 years of existence, I knew him well. I know if he's mad, happy or sad, because all through out this years, it's only me and him. Our lives revolved just between
the two of us and I don't regret anything about it. My mom left us when I was just a newly born because she said she cannot bare it living with a man that isn't normal.
Yes, my dad is not like everyone else. He suffered from a disease called Asperger's Syndrome which makes a person afraid of common things like colors, crowded people and
sharp sounds. That made him different from us. Despite his condition, he was able to raise me up and send me in school.
Everything was perfect with him until one day, Margaret or shall I say my mom went our way. She wanted me in her house and leave my father alone and that I don't like. It's my life
and she cannot dictate me what to do. But because I'm only 17, she won in the court. I have to live with her and leave my dad alone. After the hearing in the court, my things were brought
in my mom's house but I went back to my Dad. It hurts me seeing him cry and sad. It breaks my heart. Really. For a person suffering from that kind of disease can barely cry. I know it's
difficult for him and me to adjust. When I went near him, he said those lines again, "I would rather die with tears than die with fears."
"I know dad, we shall overcome, I'll be back soon and we'll be together again. Okay?" I said to him.
"Okay" and he smiled.
Seeing him leave and waving hurts me the most for I hate goodbyes. I don't want to leave him. On that day, I promised to myself to do my very best to make him proud and when I get hired, I will
get him back and we'll live together.
After 5 years, I went back to the house where I grew up but the neighbors said that our house was already abandoned. I was confused because 3 days ago, when I received a letter from Dad, he
said he was just in the house waiting for me to come home. The next day, I went to our house again and tried to open it. As I made my way inside, all I can see is dusts and webs. I went inside
our room and noticed something that I haven't seen before in our house, a jar. When I was about to open it, my phone rang and it was Margaret that is calling.
"Where are you?" she asked.
"I'm with my old friends. Why?" I know if I'll tell her I went here she would transform into a monster.
"Get back now, I have to tell you something. And you know I hate waiting."
"I'll be home in an hour. Bye "
That's how sweet she is to me. When I reached home, I saw Mom sitting on the couch talking to our lawyer.
"Sit young lady." Mom said. With no choice, I followed her command.
"What is it you want to tell me mom?
" I know you've been searching for your dad."
" Do you know where he is?"
" Yes "
My heart jumped with joy on what she said. I missed my dad so much.
" On the day of the hearing, remember? He never talked."
" What are you saying mom? Just tell me where he is."
" I'm saying that it was his decision making you live with me. He's a good man."
" Why? What made him decide? Tell me!"
" He was diagnosed of Colon Cancer a year before I get you out from him. The day of your flight, is the day he died."
"WHAT? You're kidding right? He just sent me a letter 3 days ago!" tears started to fall into my face as she said it.
"I know, I'm the one who sent it to you. He wrote it after the hearing and asked me to mail it to you when you get home and reached your dreams."
I feel like my heart is gonna burst because of pain. "Dad? Is it true? You said you'll never leave me right? Why did you pretend that you're okay?" On that moment, all I know is that I am hurt
and I am missing my daddy.
" Here is your dad." She gave me a jar that looks familiar to me and I remembered it was the jar I saw in the house. I hugged it and cried and cried until I calm down. Mom said Dad died
with tears on his eyes, then I remembered his line " I would rather die with tears than die with fears." Now I know what he was trying to say. Now I understand. I just hope that the tears was for
happiness for he knew I will succeed and not because he hasn't live with me that long.
