A couple years later dad proposed to mom again and 5 months later they got married.
Then the kidnappers dad was working with, they got out of jail and wanted to kill Bart who it my dad.
My dad was driving to work and he drove on a green light, but a semi didn't stop on a red and hit my father straight on.
We got a call from the hospital saying Bart was life fighted to the hospital and we cast my got into the car.
By the time we arrived at the hospital, my father had passed.
We cried and cried for a few days.
After that we went to Church the rest of our lives, because of all the bad luck, and because we need to be there, we ask God so much and we know that everything happens for a reason.
So my dad must have died for a reason.
We welcomed no one else into our family after that and we never went to school again, we learned at home on our own.
Well, this is it hope you like it, I know it was quit short, but I put a lot of thought into this story so hope you liked it.
