I miss you Papa! Dear Diary, Today I’m going to narrate you a story of a teenage girl: There was once a teenage girl of 15. Like every other teenager she was really confused about her life. She was immature and didn’t exactly know what to do with her life. She still like her childish side and sometimes prefer to be treated like a child and sometimes she wanted to be adult soon and to be treated like one. May be she would have been calm if that incident won’t happen because of which her life is incomplete like a puzzle without its centre piece. In 2006, November 15 at 2.00am, a very important person of her life went away from her. To a place from where there is no return. Yes, he died, her father with whom she was most attached and who understand her better than anyone in the world. Who by a look can understand what’s going on in my mind, was gone forever. She was now alone in the world. Not like she didn’t have anyone, she had paternal who turned their backs on her and her family. Her mother and her siblings was only what were left. Now that she was alone she tries to find happiness in others. She started to live for everyone but not for herself. She became responsible at the age when kids were just enjoying their childhood. She learned to be strong and to face the world with a force smile even if she is dying inside. She tried to move-on in life. ALONE. Now after six years have been passed and everything is normal but now all she wants is her childhood back. She wanted to be pampered the way her father used to do her. She wanted to be a daddy’s little girl and his princess not a tough jock from whom everyone is frightened. She wants to be a big girl but she has a long way to cross before that. Now she wanted to be treated special and not to be taken lightly. She misses her father but there is no ways she can bring him back if there would have been she would have done anything to bring him back even if she have to give up her life to him back. P.S: This story was not of some girl. It’s of the girl writing the story. I MISS YOU DAD! BYE DIARY!
Its been 7 years now and I have started to live life again and have learned to be strong and is moving on with new different obstacles of life.
Sep 29th 2013
Tears in my eyes. u r so strong. I can't live without my any family member especially my parents.
when i was reading the story i was thinking that u hav wrote so true like sharing ur feelings but when i read the last lines that the girl was u I really really feel so sad. Allah tala ap ko or ap ki ammi ko himat or sabar ata framaye.(Ameen)