I wonder why my dad was here, he probably just wanted something out of me, that's what he always wants. He's such an asshole, but sometimes I do miss him, I remember the times when we used to play together when I was a kid. He was so fun and always smiled, Every day he would say he was proud to have a daughter like me, every time he said it it was the best feeling ever. But after some time my dad changed, he became abusive and hurt me and my mom, both physically and mentally. Then one day he just left, I guess he was tired of us.
Ding dong! oh god, that's the doorbell. I hope it's not him, I walk over to the door and slowly open it like I'm in a scary movie. Then there I see my dad, of course, it's him how could It be anyone else? God wouldn't have wanted that, he probably planned this whole thing.
" Ashe I know I've been a terrible dad but please just give me a chance to prove myself!" He says sadly. I think about what would happen if I do give him a chance. He would probably let me down or what if he kills me??!! No, my dad's not a murderer, but what if he changed? What if he is supposed to be in prison right now?! Then I remember something my mom told me, You can't live your whole life saying what if if you do you shall never see the wonderful opportunities God gives you. I take a deep breath, smile, and let him in.