I was 11 years old and we were living in a small town of Tennessee and it was just an ole regular day, we had been playing outside all day but it was time to go inside for the night and eat before we had went to bed on our pillows and have a good nights sleep but around Eight O 'Clock pm a thunderstorm set in and kept us awake after an hour of hearing the rain hit the tin roof I fell asleep.
The next morning me and my family had gotten up to eat breakfast, take our showers and brush our teeth to start out the day and i had went to school not knowing i was going to be bullied made fun of, finally it …show more content…
WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS? DID THIS HAPPEN BECAUSE OF SOMETHING I HAD DONE?"
we then go to the local graveyard in Mississippi to find his grave and i search every grave for my fathers but it was no where to be found so we drive to the gas station that was near by but run into our family and asked if they knew where he was buried, they then replied "who told you he as dead? he is at home with your brothers"
A feeling of peace then went all over my body, i ask " can you tell me where he lives?" but were unable to answer .. once again disappointed we get into our car and leave not knowing where they live, not knowing if they are ok, not knowing if my brothers are being taking care of.. all we could do at this point is go home which was very discouraging.
To this day i do not know where my father or brothers are or anything... i I 've tried contacting my father again but no answer
I think to myself everyday " what have i dont for my dad to hate my guts?" "why is he keeping me from my