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A Daughter's Love -1-
The year is 1987 and I am in the middle of summer vacation boredom. Every time I tell one of my friends this, for some strange reason, they get confused...always saying "your dad travels the world practically everyday...why don't you just go with him?". What they say is somewhat true but not completely. He mainly travels the world for his job and that's pointless to me. Now that my dad is working on his Bad album, I barely even get to see him, unless I go and visit the studio that he's in and I hate being around things that revolves around his job. It's really annoying! When I'm not channel surfing through the television, I like to sneak out from Hayvenhurst and go to the beach to do some real surfing. I'm a surfer just like my mom and this is the one thing that keeps me close to her. I really miss her. My grandma Katy knows that I'm going to the beach so technically...It's not really sneaking out. Besides, my dad doesn't notice because he doesn't come home until I'm almost completely knocked out! I feel like I haven't seen him in days and I'm to miss our (somewhat) father-daughter bond. I'm walking home from the beach, trying to hide from paparazzi, when I noticed my dad's car in the drive-way. Am I dreaming? Is this some kind if prank? If not...what's the occasion? The little girl inside me took over, causing me to run inside the house so I can find my dad and just smother him with love. Once I walked into the house, I walked straight to the living, hoping that I could find my dad. He wasn't even in there. It was just my grandma Katy. I still had to give her a hug though. Me:Hi grandma Katy (hugging her) Grandma: Hi sweetie! How was your day? Me: Same old same old (walking to the kitchen). All that surfing made me hungry! Grandma: We got some fruit in the refrigerator. Me: Thanks but no thanks. There's a sweet potatoe pie that's calling my name. Grandma: (Giggles) You are something else! After I grabbed the pie out of the refrigerator and cut me piece, someone bum rushed me and took my pie. Me: Dad! Dad: What?!? You weren't cutting this piece for me? Me: No...I didn't even know you we're here Dad:Do you want it back? Me: No thanks. For some strange reason...I lost my appetite. I'm gonna go and take a shower. Dad:Good...because you smell like ocean water. I ignored his comment, especially since he took my pie. I just decided to be the bigger person and let him have it. I went and picked out my clothes and turned on my water (I have my own bathroom down the hall from my room). When I was walking to the towel closet, I noticed my dad sitting on his bed. Wasn't be just down stairs? He had something in his hand. It was a picture of my mom. He kept rubbing it with his thumb. The facial expression made it seem as if he was upset. I even saw a tear drop fall from his eye. That made me realize that today was June 23...the 7 year anniversary of my mother's death. That made a tear drop from my own eye. All these years, I thought he locked himself in that recording studio to forget about my mom when truth is...he missed her as much as I did. I wanted to talk to him about but when he cried, I gave him his space. I forgot that I left my shower running so I had to hurry up and get in before anyone noticed. I was in the shower for 10 minutes, mainly washing off my body and getting my hair wet. I usually wait the last 5 minutes of my shower time to do that. I got out and put on my PJs Here's what I'm wearing: http://s008.radikal.ru/i305/1103/c4/ebd390b5fad2.jpg I went downstairs to put my dirty clothes in the laundry room when I noticed a figure sitting in the kitchen with my dad and grandma Katy... It was Joseph. Joseph: What are you still doing here? (Referring to me) To Be Continued This part was boring to me but I promise the next one will be better! In the next part you will discover on of Ailynn's talents
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