After mom got out of the hospital. We got to see "dad". (His soul was in heaven). "Dad I know you're not here but I love you and I'm sorry for all the times I made you mad and I hope I see you again," I said with tears in my eyes. Mom talked to him, then Dicky, and Grandpa and Grandma.
*TIME PASSES*
I never went back to school until that Friday after dad had died. Cristina, Cal, and Oliver had the flu so it was just me and Molly. "Why weren't you here this week? Are you ok?" Molly asked. "My...my..dad died Monday," I Stuttered. Molly started to cry because her and my dad loved basketball and when she came over he and my dad would watch it."I'm sorry, so sorry. And how did it happen?"."My house caught on fire, my mom's fine but my dad inhaled too much smoke and it killed him,". "Oh, look its-," Brittany came over and started but I cut her off. "Brittany, not today, I'm not in the mood,"I said trying not to cry."Aw poor babies daddy died, is she going to cry boo-hoo,". After she said that Molly saw me turn bright red."YOU SHUT UP MY LIFE IS NOT GOING SO GREAT FOR ME, I DON'T HAVE A HOUSE, NOR A DAD SO LEAVE ME ALONE!," I shouted. And after that I ran to the bathroom and cried and cried and cried. Molly came and got me out and Brittany punched me in the eye. Molly got mad and grabbed her hair and slung her to the ground. She got up and told the principle. Great another trip to the office.
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