Personal Narrative: My Father's Little Girl

void in my life has left me wanting friendships but it has kept me from getting too close to anyone. From the rocky road I’ve been down with my siblings, I find it hard to trust intentions and how long people are willing to stay in your life. Even though my brother and sister are still here with me, I feel as though they walked out on me when I needed them, so for that today I find it hard to make good friends with hopes of keeping them.
A father’s love is one that doesn’t compare to anything else. I was and still am the definition of daddy’s little girl. Since I was born I have watched my mother work endless hours and weeks with no days off in order to provide for our household. While my mother worked my father became my care taker and best friend. In 70% of households the father is the main provider for the family, but unfortunately my father was stripped of that opportunity. Fighting for his country came at a big cost for my dad. While in combat, my father was shot and nearly killed during the Bosnian Serbian War. Shot five times in the right leg, he was almost left legless by the Serbian Army. With three of the five bullets still in his leg, my dad decided to …show more content…
His response which had left me confused was simply,” I can’t.” From the moment he said those words, to