Bye Daddy

I used to be daddy's girl till mum and dad decided to go on their separate ways. I will never forget that fine afternoon when mum was at work and dad came home to pack his belongings with grandma nagging by his side. I was only six then, sitting there at a corner, playing with my dolls, not really sure what was going on. Daddy didn't say a single word as he was packing but he did stole a peek or two at me, I noticed. I ran to the balcony, as he leave for his car but before he opens the car door, he turned and gave me that "I am going to miss you, girl" kinda look. I didn't cry, neither did I say anything, but I can never forget that moment till today and forever because deep down inside, I miss you too, daddy.

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Hope you like my new 6 Sentences. This is a true personal experience. Something that only broken homes children will understand. My two sons grew up in a big happy family surrounded by mum, dad, aunts, uncles, grandmas, grandpa and cousins. Guess they will never know how it feels to lose a dad or a mum to death or worse, they are still alive but could not be with us.

Thanks for reading and wishes you all a great week ahead.