Personal Narrative Essay: The Death Of My Father

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Everyone has a past that tells their own stories. Whether they are good or bad, people still wish they could change one thing to make their personal histories better. For me, losing my father at a young age caused my past of growing up as a child extremely difficult. Although, the actions of my past guided me to a delightful and an appreciative life I have now. Yet, I still wonder what my life would be like if I could go back and change one thing. The one thing I would change would be the death of my father. I wish there was a way I could rejuvenate my father; therefore, I wouldn’t have experienced such a dreadful childhood. Life would have been better; without the abuse, feeling like I was given a broken family, and also being able to cherish grateful moments with my biological father again. The first marvelous benefit of rejuvenating my father would be never having to experience such countless abuse from an ex-stepdad. If my father was still here today, my mother and I would have never been neglected. In fact, my father would have adored us and make sure we were happy consistently. He would never hit my mother for …show more content…
Growing up, I would always see families together during school events, family portraits, sport events, or even just spending the day together. As a child, I would always become so jealous of other families. My mother would go to school events or sport events occasionally nor do I have a family portraits of everyone together. Therefore, if my father was brought back he would have attended everything to support me for school plays, sport events, and to watch his only daughter grow. Also, if he were still here I just know my mother would have attended everything too and I would probably have the perfect family portrait I’ve always dreamed about. Therefore, I could look back at the photo and have the feelings of not having a broken

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