grandmothers house tho its been many years since i last saw it i will always remember my first impression was fear. before all of this happened the whole family was super close i remember how we would greet dad when he came home from one of his many buisness trips. i slammed rockys door open he is home vet cory and cary i said. we hid behind the couch and when daddy came into view daddy we called. he opened his arms to us. he loved us all but dad never let me forget thar i was his favrite. i wasin my bedroom there was a knock at the door. daddy came in hey sweety he said i had to wait for he others to go to sleep. then he pulled out mussic box with a dancer i hugged him. the next day was dads 36th dirthday mamma though it was strange when police knocked on the door. dad had been killed by a drunk driver. whrn dad died we had to sell every thing we owned and when that money ran out we were forced to leave becuse they took our house