I was his little princess
August 2013 my 18year old little brother was killed in a car accident. October 23rd my dad walked in our house gave me a hug and my brother a hug got in his truck and drove away. October 24th cops were knocking on my door made me sit down outside and told me "I'm sorry to inform you but your father was found this morning pronounced dead."
My dad was having a hard time with my brothers death. He wanted to be with him to protect him. Everyday is a struggle I miss his voice his hugs. I'm 20, I was 19 when they both passed away.
I wake up everyday thinking their home, or on vacation. My fathers suicide has really taken it's toll on me. I miss him every day. I love him more then he'll ever know.