“Dad! Dad! Mum where is dad? Why are you crying?” “Dad’s gone
and I, I, I don’t know if he’s ever coming back.”
I knew that
I couldn’t hold back the tears. Inside I could feel my heart break and
everything else turn black. Life would never be the same. Dad did a
lot for us; put food on the table; tucked us in at night. Oh how I was going to
miss him.
Sometimes I
wonder if he’s coming back. Sometimes I pray for him to come back.
“Dear lord,
please bring my daddy back, dad please come home xxxx.”
A very moving first person account Millie. I particularly like your use of characterisation in your opening speech and your use of semi colons to quickly tell us what Dad did. Well done.
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