~Go n e.Bu t.No t.Fo r go t on~
I was at my friends house for a sleep over, watching a movie at 9:00 pm. Until the phone rings. My friend picks it up. Its my mother. After a min, my friend tells me that it was about my dad. My eye spring opened, my heart tumps. I grab my jacket and run over to my house as fast as I could. I dodge and jump over the stairs and the bushes and open the back sliding door. I walk in huffin and puffing asking what my mom wanted, what wrong i wondered. I run into my parents bedroom. My mom was there holding dad's hand who was lying on the bed. She looks at me and cries as she walks out of the room. I walk towards the edge of the bed and look over my dad, who looked to be asleep. He was in a built in hospital bed, which was beside my mom and dad's bed. I grab a chair and call my friend to tell her to cancel the sleepover. My dad suddenly woke and was talking to me, well at least trying too. But i knew ever word he said. We had a nice conversation till he feel asleep.I sat beside the bed, not daring the let my gaurd down. I was staring at dad for hours, not doing anything but stare. Suddenly my eyes start to droop. I feel alseep on the side of my dad's bed.
It was 8 am in the morning. I wake up. I stretch out my arms and call for my dad. But there was no answer. I call again..there was no answer. The feeling in his hand was gone..he was cold...My heart when numb. I knew right away...he was gone. My hero, my dad, my best friend..gone. I run over to the kitchen to tell my mom. She already knew. I see my cousin sleeping on the couch. My mom was on the phone with the ambulance. I run over to my friends house, knocking on her door. She comes out all tired asking what I wanted. I broke down crying at her feet. She picks me up and brings me in the house. She gave me a couple of cookies to snack on. Then once she was done changing, we left to go to my house. When we arrived, we saw the ambulance taking my father away. I felt hurt in so many places, but it struck my heart the most.
~3 years Later~
I stand in front of a tomb stone, holding flowers in my hand. I lay them carefully near the stone.
"Rest in Peace father, You are not forgotten"
 ChiharuYumaha · Sat Aug 30, 2008 @ 08:00am · 0 Comments |
