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Page 1 Growing up in a single parent household was hard, but I was young so I toke it a lot of things for granted. It happened all so quickly I didn’t know what to expect, nor did I know how to react. It was like one minute my dad was there and the next minute he wasn’t. I never toke a good look at life and realized all of it’s blessings until the day I walked in my mom’s room and seen her in tears and she had to explain to me and my little sister that my dad might have been gone for good and there was no coming back no matter what. So then I asked why, and she didn’t answer. So I asked again and she began to stutter. Then finally she cleared her throat and proceeded to say “Jory your daddy got in an accident riding with some old friends and a being chased by a cop”, and then she broke down in tears. I didn’t understand why or how a cop could just do what he did to my dad and get away with it. So I asked her to tell me more about it because I didn’t understand. She said I was too young to know everything and I wouldn’t understand it even if she could explain it. So then she told me to just pray for him and leave it to god and he would work his magic and save him. I was only eight at the time but I figured I was pretty smart for my age, and for the first time in my life I found myself what I know is called frustrated. I was also confused in my mind, but my heart was filled with disbelief, pain, and agony.
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