What happened to me?

"I love you," are the last words I remember hearing. I remember being cold. I also remember the feeling of having something throne on me, repeatedly. Then I tried to move and escape the nightmare that I was in, but only to realized there was no way out. There was no way to even lift a finger. My lounges started to weaken, they felt like they were about to brake. The harder I fought to keap my breath, the faster it left. Seconds latter I realized I could not fight any more. With a painful chest and a crumbling heart I admitted defeat and gave in to death. As I took my last breath my whole life flashed before eyes. Ever memory of my father, my mother, the text that i should of snitched on and the boy that ment every thing to me. But still there was only one thing that I posable could of wonted at this horrific moment . My dad! He was always there for me. When ever I was with him I felt safe. He protected me, when ever I needed him he was there. And I need him now, but where is he?