A/N: Thanks to all my reviewers.

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I walked over to my mom wearing my wet clothes; she was sitting on a couch staring off into space having a mysterious look across her face. She had the phone in her hand but there was a dead tone.

"Mom?" I called to her.

She didn't answer.

"Mom?" I called louder.

She slowly turned her head around and looked at me. She opened her mouth to speak but stopped and shook her head.

I went over and sat beside her. "Mom, what's wrong?"

She turned her head once again and stared deeply into my eyes. My sister was still by the door wondering what was wrong with mom as well.

"Oh Coral, you're not going to believe this." Mom said.

I grew confused, what did she mean?

"I got a phone call from your father's work, they said he was off delivering at a rainy day and he—he…"

"What?"

Mom closed her eyes, "he lost control of the truck and crashed causing the truck to flip over."

For a moment, I didn't understand what she said at first, but then the words started to sink in and I just couldn't believe any of it.

"No, it can't be…" I whispered. Mom remained silent and my sister remained frozen.

"You're lying!" I screamed, "it can't be true, it can't! He's not dead is he? Please say no!"

Mom didn't say a word and I got the sign that he did die.

I stood up from the couch glaring at my mother, and at the same time I started to cry.

"Why mom? Why! Why did you sent him off to work! It's all your fault, yours!" I screamed at mom.

Mom stood up as well angrily, "I don't care! I'm happy that he's dead!"

I clenched my fist, "I hate you! I hate you! I wish you died instead!" I shoved her out of the way and ran to my room.

I shut the door angrily and landed on my bed. I wept hard on my pillow, and didn't care if my bed got wet from my clothes.

"It's not fair, it's not fair." I whispered.

I sobbed and kept on hitting the bed screaming 'why' with my head buried on the pillow.

I felt abandoned; my father was the only one who cared about me. Without him, what would I do? No more fishing, no more love, no more anything!

I cried harder as I thought about this. I heard my bedroom door open and my sister walk in.

"Coral, are you alright?" My sister asked.

"Leave me alone."

My sister didn't leave. I looked up from my pillow at her with tear stained eyes.

"I said leave me alone!" I threw my pillow at her.

She quickly left the room and closed the door frightened.

Right at that moment I hated everyone, all I wanted was my father. "Why, why, why, why, why!" I kept on ranting those words.

I grabbed the covers of my bed and buried my face in them continuing to cry. I realized I was growing tired after a few minutes, so eventually I fell asleep.

I woke up at six o'clock the morning. I looked around the room and saw my sister wasn't in bed. Her covers weren't even touched.

I got up from bed and walked over to the window. I stared out as the sun began to rise, I looked up at the clouds and thought of my father.

Are you up there? I wondered, staring down at me from heaven?

I sighed, I began to wish I was up there too, with my father. That was all I wanted.

I turned away and walked out of my room. I didn't bother to change, I wasn't wearing my night gown, just yesterday's clothes. I didn't care, my clothes had dried up anyway.

I walked down the hall and peaked inside my mom's bedroom, she was in there sleeping with her boyfriend.

I glared at the two of them sleeping so peacefully. How could mom do that? Just forget about dad and invite her boyfriend over?

I shook my head, mom didn't care about dad. So why shouldn't she care about bringing her boyfriend?

I entered the kitchen and made my own breakfast. A toast with butter.

I started to eat but couldn't finish my food. I left it at the table thinking maybe my sister would eat it.

Except, where was my sister?

I checked the living room, not there. The bathroom trying to see if it was locked, no one there. I came out the back door seeing my sister in the backyard sitting on one of the swings. She had her head bowed and her hair covered most of her face.

I walked over to her and sat down on a swing.

"Daddy's gone isn't he?" Mina asked.

I didn't respond for a while, then said, "Yeah…he's gone."

Mina sniffed and I noticed that she had been crying. "I want daddy back."

"Me too, but once he's gone, he can't come back."

Mina rocked slowly on the swing and I pulled her to sit on my lap. "I'm sorry Mina, for what I did yesterday." I said.

"That's okay."

I hugged her tightly in my arms. Maybe there were still a few people who cared about me, my sister and Sara. Mina gazed up at the stars that were slowly fading by the light.

"I saw mommy with him." Mina replied.

I stared down at her. She referred 'him' as mom's boyfriend.

"I know Mina, mom doesn't care."

My sister started to cry and I tried to comfort her as much as possible.

"I don't want to lose you Mina." I whispered.

So we both sat there as the sun slowly began to rise making the stars disappear.

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Two days passed and it was the day of my father's funeral. I sat there in the church weeping with Mina sitting beside me along with my mom. We sat in the front row of the church and I looked ahead at my father's coffin.

The coffin was open revealing my father's face. He looked so pale, his lips were turning blue and when I had touched my father's face, it was cold.

Mina cried as well, my mom too, but of course hers was fake.

I was wearing a black dress, a color I hated a lot. But mom said I had to wear it since in the funeral people had to where dark colors.

There weren't that many people in he church. A few relatives from California and my friend Sara. She sat behind me. I knew she was trying her best to comfort me, but it really wasn't working.

"Coral, your father's at a better place now, he wouldn't want to see you sad." Sara kept on whispering.

"I mean, we're all going to die someday, and then you could be with your father forever." She said.

I sighed; I wished I was there now instead of later.

Sara grew quiet as the priest walked over to my dad's coffin and started to pray. The priest chanted and said for my father's soul to rest in peace.

The priest's words faded from my mind and I watched as they closed my father's coffin. Mina cried harder, me as well. They were going to cremate my father, I just knew it.

And they did.

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I held a jar in my hands. Not just any jar, the jar which held the body of my father, or what was left of it. Only dust.

I looked over at the sea as I stood alone on some rocks. The rocks my father and me used to run around playing hide and seek when I was little.

I looked down; I was about fifteen feet from falling into the ocean.

I wanted to come alone here, no Mina, no Sara, especially no mom.

I felt tears well up in my eyes, the wind blew hard.

"I wish you could've still been here," I whispered, "why did you leave me?"

I felt a single tear drop on my cheek as I opened the lid. I outstretched my hand which held the jar over the sea.

"I'll never forget you dad…" And I poured the remains of my father out into the sea.

I watched as it disappeared into the waves never to appear again.

I fell on my knees and cried like I had never cried before.

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