On Saturday the 6th of August i woke up to find out that my dad had died in the night.

Hana Cady had stayed at my house and she came in to tell me that my mum wanted to talk to me. I walked into the lounge and found my mum and my step dad sitting on the couch looking like they had been crying. I went over to mum and she said "Dad died" and i replied, "Your dad?" and she said "No, yours"

It took only about half an hour and people were showing up at our house. I hated it, Mums cousin walking in crying, people ringing. It made it all feel so much more real. I wanted to see my step mum but she must of been dealing with police and stuff.I learned that dad had died of a heard attack walking home from his friends house. I had been at his house that day. I was supposed to go stay there that weekend.

At his funeral there were hundreds of people. I remember not crying, I don't know why i didnt.I've always been grateful that i never did hate him and I was never angry at him.

I miss him lots but i am always glad i don't regret anything.

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