About 10 minutes later, I asked her why she wasn’t talking, and she didn’t answer me, so I just left it alone and carried on my conversation with Cheyenne. When we got to school she was still acting the same so I asked her again. No response. So we sat down in the cafeteria, like every other day, and she didn’t even eat, and I saw …show more content…
Then she started crying louder and louder and she said, “Well, he died yesterday”.I knew that I had to do something, and I had an idea, but It wasn’t the best. But what can I say, I was in first grade.
In that moment, I knew what I was going to do to sew up my best friends heart. I remembered the night before was New Year's Eve and my family had a party and we had a bonfire, and we had a lot of fun. But I remembered something, I remembered that my dad had tripped and stepped through the fire while we were there, and I knew what I was going to say.
Once we were at lunch that day, I decided that I was going to tell her that my dad had died in a fire that weekend too. So when I did tell her, Cheyenne overheard and she told my teacher Mrs. Caster. Mrs. Caster was a really sweet lady, and she and I got along really well, but when she called me after class to talk to her, I thought she was going to turn into some kind of giant bug and eat me or something, I remember the sweat bullets running down my face, and feeling like that lie was going to eat me from the inside out. She told me that she had heard about my dad, so she called my family and she told my dad what I had said. She told me that i needed to have a talk with my dad when I get