Daddy's Little Girl

The Grave

Raquel

I was only ten when it happened so about five years ago. Yeah I was a small for a ten year old at that age. I sat staring at the picture I had in my hand as I stood in front of my mother and father's grave. I live with my father's mother and she doesn't care about what I do. She thinks that I'll be just like my father I dropped out school so that's a start. I don't really care about living on my father's dream as a drug lord or whatever and that's what my grandmother thinks I'm going to do. I dropped down to a squat and kissed my mothers tombstone.

"Mommy I miss you so much." I say with a crack in my voice. I moved over to my father's and kissed his.

"Daddy..." I paused and my tear had fell. "Everything is so out of control without you here. Grandma doesn't care about me like you and mommy used to. I have this feeling that you want me to go and get revenge but that's not who I am and it doesn't mean that I love you any less. You both mean the world to me and will always be my priority no matter what." I dropped down a couple red and white roses on both of my parents graves. I felt a stinging pain in my heart as they touched the ground.