“Sorry to tell you Olivia but something bad has happened.” As I was walking up the stairs I could hear my feet pounding on the floor. I felt a clench in my stomach. I didn’t know what to think. I was running ideas through my head of what could've happened. But I couldn’t think of anything.
“Sit right here.” Mrs. Tipton said. I sat down and I freaked out because what I heard, no kid should ever hear. “Your dad has passed away.”
“How did this happen, why?” I didn’t really understand how this could’ve happened to me. I thought everything was okay with my dad. I didn’t know he was hurting. I blamed myself for it. But Mrs. Tipton made sure every day I didn’t think that. She had me go through everything I knew about my dad. All the happy things about him. She helped me get through it. She even helped me and my family. She would call and check in with us on days. She helped us a lot through the years. …show more content…
I didn’t know how to feel. I felt disappointed. All I could think about was him. My friends always asked questions like, “How are you doing.” I never answered. I wasn’t doing anything. Nothing could cheer me up not even the taste of pineapples. But one person did, Mrs. Tipton. I was in 1st grade so things like stuffed animals cheered me up. Once she gave me this animal that had big eyes that made you melt and seemed to make me happy. But it had two sides to it, a sad face and happy face. I carried it around and I put a sad face some days and happy face
“Sit right here.” Mrs. Tipton said. I sat down and I freaked out because what I heard, no kid should ever hear. “Your dad has passed away.”
“How did this happen, why?” I didn’t really understand how this could’ve happened to me. I thought everything was okay with my dad. I didn’t know he was hurting. I blamed myself for it. But Mrs. Tipton made sure every day I didn’t think that. She had me go through everything I knew about my dad. All the happy things about him. She helped me get through it. She even helped me and my family. She would call and check in with us on days. She helped us a lot through the years. …show more content…
I didn’t know how to feel. I felt disappointed. All I could think about was him. My friends always asked questions like, “How are you doing.” I never answered. I wasn’t doing anything. Nothing could cheer me up not even the taste of pineapples. But one person did, Mrs. Tipton. I was in 1st grade so things like stuffed animals cheered me up. Once she gave me this animal that had big eyes that made you melt and seemed to make me happy. But it had two sides to it, a sad face and happy face. I carried it around and I put a sad face some days and happy face