Contest: My Worst/Saddest day #01 goodbye daddy till we meet again.

Hello my beautiful steemians how are you doing today?

On the 22 of August 2007. Is one of my most saddest day I will forget in a hurry. It started like sickness at eket city where my dad was doing his business just like everyone that left home in search of greener pastures. His business was growing well so many people knows him as a good person who does not like to associate with people that don't add good values in his life.

So one day my mum was surprised when one of my village person call to inform her that her husband is seriously sick. And that he has been taken to different hospitals but to no avail. After some few days later, my dad was brought back to the village by one of his friend. And the worst part of it all is that my dad has spend all his both saving and business capitals on his sickness.

Oh when I see my dad the time he came back from the city he was like a skeleton tears being to drop from my eyes even my mum too because we never knew that it was this serious. My mum staying in the village does not have a enough capital but the little one she has we use it to save my dad in a native way. since he has been taking to the hospital in the city. But to no avail even when we sold everything that my father have yet he still die.

Before the day he died, I was the one that Fred him even ate well to compare the other days we normally force him to eat. I was happy thinking that my father is getting better since he can eat this much.

Hmm early morning on that faithful day when I woke up it was as if my body was incomplete I went inside the room where my dad was laying Dawn I call him dad he refused to answer I went closer and touch him and call him but no response. I went out and call my mum to come see that is like his husband is dead. Hmm behold when my mother came inside she touched my dad's hands his leg, it were so cold the next thing my mum carried rapa and cover him from hair to toes that was when I know that it has finished that my father is dead.

Oh I cried I cried I cried. Every one in the family was sad it was as if the world is coming to an end people came and was consoling us. After some days I begin to wonder what kind of life is this? What did my father did to people or what did he do that he deserves to die. And I begin to ask God why? But no answer.

After some weeks when I realized that no matter how I cry it will bring him back and that death is inevitable I have no option than to console myself and move on in life.

After I lost my father, now when I see someone that lost his or her her love one crying, I laugh in my mind and at the same time pity the person because I know how that person feels. And I try to talk a word of consolation to the person and try to make him or her to know that no amount of cry that will bring the person back to life.

I have not seen anything that is so wicked like death. That is my most saddest day in my life thank you. And thanks @alexanderpeace for this contest.

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