Wake Up Daddy

March 6, 2010
By Anonymous

BASE.

Like a waves

Pulsing through the crowd
HOT.

Too many people

Too close
TIRED.

Was past midnight

Haven't eaten in hours
BEN.

Drove me home

Talking about how

great the concert was
HOUSE.

The same as I had left it

Quiet
DAD.

Want to tell him I’m home

Let him know I’m ok
WAKE UP.

I whisper his name
HE CAN’T HEAR ME.

I say it a little louder
NOTHING.

I shake his arm
NOTHING.

I shake him harder.
NOTHING.

I yell louder.
NOTHING.

I’m crying.
NOHTING.

I’m praying“Daddy Wake Up!”
NOTHING.

My dad is dead.
SOMETHING

I’LL NEVER GET OVER.


The author's comments:
This isn't my story but it did happen to a kid I go to school with and I can't imagine what that would be like. I take my parents and what they do for me for granted and I shouldn't.

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