glitterkitty13

Sunlight shining; Clouds roll in - casting shadows; Animals flee; Storms are coming.

My father died of... ...sadness. He was very much in love with my mother, when the car accident took her he fell in to a deep depression. I was only 9 and I needed someone, and so i prayed that he would get better. He ate less and less, drinking more and more. As well he became reclusive, rarely bring seen and when he was he looked like death incarnate. I realized relatively fast that I had to grow up and look after myself. One day I came home and found my father lying face down on the living room rug. There was an empty vodka bottle by one hand and an empty pill bottle by his other. I called 911 not because I really cared but because of form