So I was asleep and my mom was shaking me in a panick. I shot up quickly and told her "what's going on?" She told me to call my grandma. My voice quivered "what's wrong mom....? No answer "mom?" In the back ground
Mom: "everthings okay baby ur gonna be fine"
I see my dad coughing up blood and I start to cry I call grandma and tell her to come over to my house she said why and I told her what was happening. My dad. My teacher. My instructer. My buddy. Was dyeing right before my eyes coughing up blood and panicking. I didn't know what to do except say "i love u daddy. Ur gonna be fine." My mom had called an ambulance and I was panicking I packed stuff. My dad got there and we waited.......and waited....untill that called my mom. I wanted to know what happened. I was like ok my dad is tough and he is gonna pull three I was positive but they called my grandma and then after that.....my grandpa and me and great grandpa got called up. We want to the back and I saw my mom.....CRYING....FOR GODS SAKES SHE WAS CRYING... and that's when she smiles and said "daddy's gone know baby" I broke. I didn't know what to do. I cried. And cried. (Imcrying while Writting this) then a nurse came in and told us what might have caused his death. She said I it was a heart attack she exsplained the process of what could have happened. I couldn't take it I walked out I ran. My grandpa caught my sweater. I tried to take it off but he pulled me into a hug. I cried. I want back and I cried. With my mom. They finally took us to his *gulps* corpse and I cried more and went to him and said repeatedly "daddy come back. I need u mom needs u daddy. I love u please come back." After that I pulled away got serious and went to the restroom I called my so called boyfriend up and told him what happened then I called my very friend his ex. I called her and told her. I told her I was gonna be out of school for a week.