In a small town filled with secret, a young girl named Emma Maxwell lived with her father and step mother and sister. Her father showered her love unlike no other, he ensured she doesn't lack anything. Emma loved her father so very much, she never got to meet her biological mother as she died during childbirth. Emma lead a fulfilled life with her father, she never knew the absence of a mother as her father Mr. Tommy Maxwell filled every void. He however remarried due to the nature of his work which didnt allow him to be there with Emma constantly. Mrs. Martha was a loving single mother of one daughter named Lyla and she showed Emma with love.
On a faithful day, Emma returned home from school to recieve sympathetic look from the neighbours and she saw that many of her relatives we're present. Which rushed in looking anxious and unsure of what was happening however she knew it would not be a pleasant news. Her stepmother quickly pulled her into a hug as she sob over her shoulders."w.. what's wrong, why is everyone sad" the thirteen year old asked with fear and fidgety laced in her voice. "Wher.. where's my.. dad, where's my dad" she asked with her heart beating faster as she noticed everyone was there but her father. "I'm so sorry honey, he's gone" Mrs Martha said weeping louder. "What? What do you mean gone?" Emma asked still unsure of what's happening. She was sat down and Mrs Martha stroked her cheek gently. "Your dad meet with an accident on his way back from work and.. and he didn't survi..ve, he's gone, he left us" she said crying further. "No
.no no.... You're ...you're lying. My dad would never leave me, he promised" Emma said in disbelieve as she felt the tears welling up in her eyes. She got up and ran out. Her uncle ram after her to make sure she was fine, after running a few distance she stopped running and was trying to catch her breath as her uncle packed his car beside her."damn you're fast" he said surprised. "I wanna see my dad" Emma said. "I don't think that's a good idea Em" he replied."please let me see dad, I wanna go see him" she said. "Okay, hop in" he said as she quickly entered the car and he drive off. The next stop was the hospital and as they head up to the mogue she could feel her feet getting heavier and a sharp pain in her chest she could feel the hot tears on her cheek as she violently wiped it off, she refuse to believe her dad was dead and crying will mean accepting that he is. As they entered the saw the body covered with white clothes. She walk closer slower feeling like every step she takes is taking her further from whoever is there. She gently opened the covers and she saw a lifeless looking man who looks like her father but she doesnt believe it's him because the person looks pale and kind of frozen. She was about to touch him when her uncle pulled her away and took her out but she saw the tattoo she chosed for him during their father daughter vacation and she felt the pool of tears pouring out freely and uncontrollably blurring her vision. "No! No!! No!!!, Let go of me I need to be with my dad, let me go "she cried and pushed but her uncle held her tightly to himself. " Please let me go, I need him, please wake him up, tell him I'll behave, I won't complain and I will be nice to Lyla pls tell him to wake, dad!! Daddy!!!! Please don't leave me!! I need you!!!!" She was crying so hard and she passed out.
She woke up the feeling a severe headache and her eyes were all swollen she got up from bed hoping it's was just a bad dream and everything will be fine and her dad will still be alive. She saw a black gown on her dressing table but she ignored it and went out to meet her stepmom and sister dressed in black."sweetie, I left your clothes in your room didn't you see it" Mrs Martha asked." Where's dad?" Emma asked."oh honey, you know he's gone and I know you're sad so I'm I but you know we need to this, people are waiting so go get dressed I can come help you if you'll like. The cremation didn't take long, and just like that her dad was gone and with a part of her.