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Where’s My Daddy? Pt. 1

It was a cold but yet beautiful sunny day. It was Christmas Eve. Every one was so excited. After all the holidays always bring laughter and good cheer. I slowly climbed out of bed because although it was Christmas Eve and I still had last minute shopping to get done, I also had an obligation to my job. Yep! That’s right, it was a work a day. I dreaded the thought of having to go. Maybe because it was the holiday season and I would have rather been home with my family but I dragged myself in. There I was working on Christmas Eve anxious for the end of my shift so that I could return back home. I found the energy to get the job done and boy was I working. You couldn’t stop me! I was moving and grooving and then it happened. The phone call that I will remember for the rest of my life. I will never forget that feeling I felt when I heard my husband’s voice on the other end. Kitta come quick! Your dad’s not breathing! What? Are you serious? I’m on my way! I rushed out of their like a lighting bolt. I felt as though something was driving around and around in my stomache. I could not stop shaking. I was in such a panic. How could this be? What happened? There were so many questions going through my mind. When I arrived at mom and dad’s house, there he was. Just lying there lifeless. The emergency responders did all that  they could but it just wasn’t enough. And that was it. He was gone. The man that was my everything was no more. How could he leave me? Why didn’t he tell me? Lord help me please!!!

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