Wish I could write this story which is not about someone who's just a father, but her everything.
Never thought it'd be the last time she'd see him. So that thing hurts a lot, when you can't see another person again. That was the time when she saw her dad for one last time. Her dad was dying in front of her, she couldn't do nothing but watching him just like that while her mom was sitting beside him and sobbing while the doctor was checking him. She was still believing her instincts that he'd be alright soon. But deep down she's scared as well that what if her nightmare she had about a week ago, would become true. Though it wasn't really a nightmare but then she had a dream in which she saw her dad passed away. That wasn't the first time she had dream in which someone has passed. She had the same dream 10 days before when her grandma has passed in November 2012. But that was kinda different 'cause she had this kinda habit that most of the days she used to sleep after watching a horror movie and one day in her dream she saw a ghost taking her grandma with her and after sometime she found her dead. In real, her grandma had passed as well but due to some other reason though. But this time she just saw her dad lying dead and everyone surrounded around him. She just sat right there, just a few feet away to him. Though she wasn't crying then but she was broken in pieces which nobody could even see. She took the hardest fall, gashes and ecchymosis and all. Yet she remained strong and embraced her flaws. Yet she survived in this journey called life.
On that day she was not able to say a GOOD BYE. So god played tricky with her by making her day. She still remember her day when she was not able to even say a good bye.