Things that go on on a teenager's mind (chapter 3)
This isn't something that goes on on every teenager's mind, it's more of a personal matter. Losing a parent at a young age isn't a pleasant thing to witness. Though it has been 5 years, some part of me still can't accept my beloved father's death. At first, I thought I never had any memories with him since he had passed when I was young but as I grew, I realized those were the best 12 years I've ever lived, things have not been the same since then. Not much difference, I still get the things that I want. Despite that, I never felt complete, happy whatsoever. My father, who's such a benevolent man, played a such a big role in my life that even made me forget that I had a mother. My mother and never really got along though, we're always bickering. That doesn't really matter because at the end of the day she's my mother but, I don't think I'll be as happy as I was during those years. I feel myself longing for my father every single day, wishing that he was here, knowing that I wouldn't have had to go through all of my rough time all by myself. He was a very selfless man; a homely one, he always shares the things he gets from his office, even the smallest thing. His lost felt like a deep cut that's never gonna heal, I know that for sure. I love you dad.