Chapter 1

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*BEEP BEEP*

I slammed on my alarm clock and checked the time, 6:45. I didn't want to get up but i knew i had to. I live in Northern Ireland on a little farm in the middle of nowhere with my Dad. He was diagnosed with Muscular dystrophy a year ago in his legs so its hard for him to get around. Being 17 you'd think i'd be out about on my own but i can't. I am the only one that can take care of him because i am an only child and my Mom died when i was 6. Plus all my relatives live in the US because my parents moved here before i was born so they can't just drop everything and come here to take care of them having kids and all. But they visit from time to time. I don't mind taking care of my dad. We live a happy life milking our cows and buying&selling our calves.

"Rosie come on now the cows are ready from some milkin'!" yelled my dad from downstairs.

"Just a second Dad!" I yelled back. I quickly put on some sweats and went downstairs.

"Mornin' Dad" I said as i kissed him on the cheek.

"Mornin' sweetie." he smiled "Eat quickly now the milkman's coming in less than an hour and we got to get them cows milked."

"Alright." i answered. I ate a quick bowl of cereal with some toast and put my dishes in the sink. 

I went to the garage to get my pink wellies on and headed out to the yard. Here in Ireland we call boots  wellies if you were wondering. The yard is where the milking parlor is and all the calves and cows. A medium sized field separates the house from the yard. We have two fields where the cows graze this one and the one next to it. So i gathered the cows and shoved them into the milking parlor for some milking. The milkman came when i finished so i gave him my supply and he was on his way. I put the cows in the other field to have new grass to graze on and i headed home. 

Dad, I'm done!" i shouted as i washed my wellies off from all the cow manure. No answer. "Dad?" i yelled again.

I walked in to my dad collapsed on the floor not moving. I called 911 and the ambulance came instantly. They took me and my dad to the hospital.

In compete shock of what just happened i waited in the waiting room thinking. What if he dies? What will i do then? I had no experience on my own. I didn't even know what its like to live on my own. No, he won't die. He's a strong man  and he will pull through, i know he will. Just then a doctor came in and called my name.

"Follow me please." the doctor said

"What's going on his he ok? Will he be ok? Please-"  I pleaded

"He's going to be fine its just his muscles are very weak so may have just collapsed. He''ll be back home by tomorrow we just have t keep him overnight." Thank god he's ok.

"But.." he continued. Of course there is always a but. " But you should know that muscular dystrophy only gets worse as time progresses."

"I've heard." I said a little sassy if i might say.

"Alright, you can go home  or you're welcome to stay overnight in your fathers room."

"I think i'll just leave. Thank you!" i said as he shakes my hand. I don't want to bother him. I needed him to rest so he can get better not worrying about me.

-Authors Note-

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