my life felt like a fairytale and then he left my life.
Shattered glass, a memory that lasts.
I was a child once.
not anymore.
I picked him lilys and laughed.
he was my bestfriend.
He bought me lisa frank shoes with kittens on them and couldent read very well.
He was born in germany.
He told me in other places that bloody was a bad word so once I just said ''hey! BLOODY! dad hey!'' and he yelled at me.
I miss him alot sometimes.
He took me to toy stores and bought us food.
It was always a big suprise to get a box full of toys at christmas,
and it must me painful for my mom becuase I look just like him.
but I'm a girl.
then one day....
the phone call came that changed my entire life.
I heard my mom crying and she never cryed on the phone.
she was screaming,
I knew someone dyed.
It never crossed my mind that it was my dad until she started yelling about pigs and then I just went in my room.
He might have been on drugs, no one will tell me.
He was driving without a liscence plate....
and then the cops pulled him over...
he drove away....becuase he didnt wantto go to jail....
and then they finally stopped him and shot him.
This is why I hate cops.
if you knew anything about my dad he was a dad.
he didnt deserve that.
I would like to kill the people who did that.
So they could see what it was like, to ruin a family.
So they could see what it was like to see death and heartbreak.
I'm not even sure what really happened...
thats just what I believe.
And bits and pieces my mom told me.
My dad used to drive in zig zags...
and I never saw it as bad it just reminded me of my dad.
I think this is it.
the letting go stage.
Adding your comment: