Daddy...

~Five years ago:Simon was 1,Olivia was 8 and Emma was just born~

My mother yelled as she pushed the baby out. "Come on honey one more push!!" The nurse yelled. My mother screamed and pushed until the baby come out. The cries of the baby filled the room.y mother laid her head from the pain. "It's a girl!" The nurse said with a wide smile plastered on her face. Then the monater made a whole bunch of notices and doctors rushed in.That night my mother died.

That night I began....

~The next morning~

"Olivia."

"Olivia!"

"Olivia!!" I yelled and she shot up. She was so small and fragile."Daddy wants his coffee and toast. ill put the trash out if you do that?" I say with a soft smile. She rolls her eyes and gets up. "What about Emma?" She asks. Her voice so small and tired. "Dont sorry I'll do that." I say and lead her Ingo the kitchen.

~After all of that~

I held Emma in my arms. Her tiny body wrapped in my arms. She slept soundly. It was to quiet. I set Emma in her crib and walked down the hall to Olivias room. No one. I looked out side,every where. I couldn't find her. "Olivia!!" I yelled frantically. Then I heard the faintest cry. I ran down the hall and I stopped and my father's room. I pressed my ear to the door and all I heard was  screaming, "Daddy!!! stop!! Please it hurts"

Olivia