Personal Narrative: My Father's Death

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There’s nothing more heart wrenching and soul consuming than losing a parent. You feel your whole world crumbling and blazing with a fire of disparity deep within your body. Rocking you into depression and holding you there till you feel as though you’ve lost your grasp in reality. The denial that, they are still there with you in this world and not lost forever in a sea of memories and a choir of “They’re watching you from up there, looking down at you.” But they’ll never know the connection that a father has with his daughter. My father died just two weeks after my sixteenth birthday in my Sophomore year. He was strong and nothing could stop him in my eyes. He would always be there, standing tough with a smile waiting for me to come home.

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