The Absence Of A Parent
My world had just exploded. Right then, I realize my mom and dad wouldn’t be getting back together, no more soft hugs, no more late night stories. I was going to have to say goodbye to my world. All my hope and all my dreams were shattered all in that moment. I couldn’t handle it. I had to leave. That night is when I decided to leave, so I packed my bags and was ready to go. After dinner, I crawled out of my window and started down the road. Four miles later, I was nearing the highway when an old man and his wife stopped and asked me where I was going. I told him I was going to find my mom. He share a look with his wife, then promised me that he would help me find her as long as I went to church with them the next morning. I agreed and got in.
Once we got to their house, they showed me to my room, letting me settle in by myself. Settling in my most comfortable pajamas, I fell asleep instantaneously, knowing I had a long day ahead of me. The next morning, I woke up bright and early, took a shower, and dressed in the best clothes I brought with me; a pink and black dress I got from my mom on my ninth birthday. The old man’s wife came to wake me up a little while later. Seeing that I was already dressed and ready to go, she offered me breakfast and subsequently, we were …show more content…
When they were done praying, four men came around holding golden trays, asking for a donation. The old man’s wife gave me a dollar to put in the tray and I obliged, placing the dollar gently in the center of the tray. After all the men were seated again, the pastor asked everyone to stand to sing. Grabbing a song book, I began to sing. We sang for what seemed like hours, singing songs about God loving us and about be faithful. The old man nudged me and smiling up to him, I began swaying in time of the music. It was one of the best times in my life, but not as powerful or life changing as when the pastor started his