Life of me.

Chapter 1.

A/N: Hey guys, I said I might start writing so here it is. This is a personal story, hope you like it. <3

Chapter one:

Do you know what it's like...? To have to go home and deal with this kind of stuff ? I don't think you do. So, let me tell you a little about me. My name is Kelsey. I'm 12 years old, and this is my story. I should probably start from the begining so you won't be confused.

*Two years earlier.*

"Kelsey, wake up. We have to go to the hospital, dad's heart stopped." I heard my sister say these words to me one night after I got back to my dad's house. It was about 12:14pm and I just fell asleep not to long before that. I was just 10 and I was daddy's little girl. Hearing things like this spooked me. I was worried, so I standured out of bed looking a mess and waited for my grandma to come and pick us up. I knew something was wrong with him because when we got home from the movies he was sitting on the couch in a weird position. We asked him if anything was wrong or if we could get him anything. He said no and to go to bed because we had a big day the next day. Me, as a tired ten year old girl, went to bed, as told. I told my daddy I loved him and went up to bed. Later that night, my uncle came in my room and asked me to help him try and wake up my dad because he was breathing weird and wouldn't go to his room. I denied. I was really tired, so I had him go ask my sister to help him. That may have been one of the biggest mistakes i've ever made.