Prologue
As I looked around all I could see was broken glass, a hole that had been punched into the wall in front of me, feathers littering the ground, and pieces of furniture that had been knocked over.
I watched from the hallway as the man that I thought loved me, wheeled his suitcase towards the front door. I sank down the wall and held my knees close to my body, trying to hold myself together. He had closed the front door all the way and I knew he wasn't coming back after that. I heard my mom crying from her room upstairs. I would have gotten up to go and comfort her, but I didn't have the strength to face her yet. I still hadn't accepted the fact that he was gone yet. It felt like a nightmare, a nightmare that I just wanted to wake up from. I wanted to pinch myself in hopes that I would wake up and everything would be okay… but I knew it wouldn't work, so why even try?
I stood up and picked up the family picture that was on the ground. As I looked at it a tear drop fell from my eye and splattered on the glass. I turned the picture, wanting to slam the thing on the table so it would break into a million pieces, but instead I took the picture out from the frame and tore out the place where he stood. I crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.
As the piece of picture fell out into the trash can I whispered, "I love you too daddy."