I lost my dad at the age of 11 in 2007 some months into my secondary school. I was shattered, felt depressed and could not take it. I was addicted to my dad and my mum even thought I loved him more than her. I have lived with this scar for 13 years today. Though my lovely Uncles and granny(anyone that is close to me know how much I cherish Cecilia Ebangha Ako Arrey she is the reason I amounted to something in this life) were always around to support me in ever humanly possible way and have been there to give me the best. I cannot stop crying whenever I remember the fact that he is not there to see the person I have grown up into. I have achieved somethings without him being around to cheer me up. Every 29th of December is the saddest day of my life I would wipe uncontrollably not because I do not have father figures but due to the fact that I will never be in his presence. I can act sorrowful parts of a film because when I remember his demise Manyu River cannot stop flowing. It was last year took a decision to stop crying which is still difficult for me. I promised daddy that I will go to the heights him and Momma could not go. I will raise their banner by the Grace of God and even Death cannot stop me I have a name of Distinction-Zep 3:20.You will forever remain my Rare Jewel Ako Fidelis Agbor,Adieu my enviable trophy!!!
This story was submitted in response to The Real Me.