I stood there tugging on the hem of my black dress, just staring at him. He looked so peaceful and calm like he was just sleeping and would wake in just a few hours, but he wouldn't! And for the first time since I could remember I cried without any attempt to hide my sorrow. I allowed the tears to flow and my sobs to overwhelm me. He would never be able to make pancakes, call me "Punkin", or even make another corny joke, he would never be able to comfort me when i had a nightmare, or tell me loved me. He was gone, i had lost the one thing that was most precious to me, my Daddy.
I lost track of time as i stood in front of my fathers cold, lifeless body. It was odd seeing his normally so joyous self so well not. I continued to stand stock still, until finally someone pulled me away. My savior led me away to a bench towards the back of the small chapel. When finally my senses began to return to me i looked up into the soft green eyes of a women who had to be in her early 30's, she was beautiful to say the least she had blonde hair that curled neatly around her narrow face, full red lips, and a tall slender figure. But as I looked into those green eyes i only saw a mixture of sympathy and sorrow. I felt safe with this woman, and without realizing what i was doing i fell into her warm embrace and sobbed.
I wept throughout the entire service and held her tightly as we walked to the grave sight. She would wrap her arms around my shoulders and squeeze periodically throughout the whole thing. THe woman would cry with me, then forget her sorrow and help me. I liked this woman, i didn't think i had ever seen her before but i liked her she made me feel safe. Once the ceremony was finally at an end, those comforting arms led me back to my grandmother and wished us her best. As i watched her go i wished i could call out to her i wished she could be my safeguard against my pain. As my grandmother took my hand i felt like a five-year old being taken to their fist day of school except this was the first day of a new me. That woman was like my very own guardian angel. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A/N: I know this is kinda short i just figured i should stop here as it was kind just giving you some information on Aprils (the main character) situation. I hope you like it please vote and comment! :)
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Teen FictionApril is completely lost when her father dies. He had always been the one to raise her because April's mother had moved away to seek out her career. But when she is left without a father and has to move in with her mother what will she do? And what...