I finally reached home after a tiring day at school I was absolutely shattered. I hated school and my life and nothing could ever make that hate go away, the only good thing about all that was I had an awesome friend Lauren who made things seem much better than they really were most of the time. I opened the door and all I could smell was sweet brownies that had just been baked.
"Hello darling, how was your day at school?" was my dad really asking me this question even after knowing how much I absolutely saw no point in life nor education. "The usual..." I responded half wanting to scream at him for asking the same question everyday even after knowing my views on that particular subject. Even though he was my dad and an amazing one he just sometimes got on my nerves so much, I always wished there was a woman in the house who actually understood my views on things properly. I mean even though I had Lauren and my dad I needed someone who was a woman someone other than them, someone who could explain things to me better, someone like... a mum.
I never really met my mother nor did my father ever speak of her. I never quite was told what happened to her or where she was, all I knew was she wasn't with us. I always wondered though that if she was with us how different would life have been? Would I be different? Would my views on life be different? Would I actually see a point in my life and education? ... Those questions were of which that couldn't be answered not even if I searched for the answers the whole of my life...
"Darling I've made some very nice brownies, you know the classic Dawson family brownies I've even put the secret ingredients in". My dad deserved more than a meddle for everything he's ever done for me and nothing I could do would ever be enough to repay him, yet I needed more than a dad at this age: I needed a mother more than anything. "Diana are you listening?". "Sorry dad I was just a bit lost... well anyway I just need to get changed and I'll be back down in a bit".
