I'm waiting to meet everyone to go to the 6th form introduction day, we all decided to stay on so we could be together and the courses we wanted to do at college you could do at 6th form too so we decided to do the 6th form. dad still isn't back and it's now been a total of close to a month and all their phones are going to answer phone, I also found out last night that the plane that crashed was going to spain and they are not releasing names and pictures until the bodies have been found. I'm like a nervous wreck I've actually stopped trying to call them about 300 times a day it's now like 10 times and I'm slowly losing hope and it's killing me more I just want my dad. we all got to the 6th form building and it went ok except the end when I got called to stay behind by the Mrs Parsons who taught me english for a few years when I was in the normal school years.
"ramona are you ok you seem really down and not you"
"I'm fine" I smiled
"you sure? you know you can always talk to me"
I thought about it and she helped me alot with the posh tots she was the only teacher who knew about it all and I looked down to the ground "no I'm not ok"
"what's wrong?"
"I haven't seen my dad in just under a month"
"why has he been working at the sister hotel?"
"no he went with some other staff to a convention in Switzerland and couldn't fly back cause of the volcano and I can't get any information as to if he was on the plane that crashed or not"
"I'm so sorry" she hugged me "I know he will be fine just stay strong"
"I will" I smiled and left.
