I didn't know as I was only 5

a story of how I couldn't remember almost anything

As a child, I loved everything about my family, a normal human being just like every one else. My sister, my mother and my dad and also a lot of uncles and aunts. He was only 42 when he died. That busy day, every one were rushing here and there and I, well I didn't know as I was only five.No one ever told me that, that day was his funeral and I was going to break into tears. Screams wanted to yell out in my heart and the bleeding pain just flew with a sudden silence and emptiness. Oh how I cried that day! Thoughts crept into my mind, How can I get him back? Why him? What did he ever did wrong to deserve this kind of death? Why didn't I know?

  He laid there with a cold body needing warmth and I just wanted to hug him. I remembered everyone came, my school teacher consoling me as well as my grandmother and aunts.I looked around to see everyone crying.What I was so disappointed about,was that no one, not even one person  told me! So young,so small I was and I vividly remember anything that happened between me and my dad. If only I can change back the clock, but I didn't know, as I was only five.

Reviews

[Lucien Maier]

This is outstanding. Pouring your heart truly on the page is one of the hardest things an author can do. You have done it very well here.

[Edmund S. Obumba]

very touching,I lost my mum too when I was just six...
I love how you put the naivety and emotion across...
just check on the tenses..like know instead of knew.good work.

[Annie S]

thanks you