I have seen lots of people posting anti bullying videos and status and videos trying to let you know you are beautiful and not alone when youre depressed and what not lately and I thought I could share a story with you all. So there was once this little girl born in a small town. She had such a precious family that loved her dearly. Just before her first birthday, her family decided to pack their whole life into a caravan and travel Australia. They travelled for around 12 months then had to chuck it all in due to a sick family member. They bought a big block of land out in the sticks. Beautiful place. They decided to build a home. A home that the whole family could enjoy, A place for love and kindness, a place that they would all treasure forever. The little girls dad built a beautiful home from scratch, with his loving family helping along the way. Along came pre school and then soon came primary school. The little girl was so excited to start her first day at big school. She waved frantically at her mum, who had big tears in her eyes. Her little girl was growing up. Soon she made friends and would have play dates. Making blanket forts and building with Lego. Then when she was seven, pieces of the puzzle started to go missing. The little girls dad was always angry. He would yell and scream. Kick and punch holes in the walls of their beautiful home. The little girl had no idea what was going on. All she knew was that she loved her daddy and thats all that matter. Things got worse and her parents decided to split up. Her mum was always sad or upset but tried to keep strong for her precious little girl. They packed the caravan once again and took it to her nanas house where they stayed for a while so things could cool down at home. Her mum would take her for visits to her dads everyday. She would run up the drive way and bang on the door. Run in and give her daddy and big brother a huge cuddle. But her dad seemed different every time she went to visit. She didnt understand but she didnt mind. She would kiss him goodbye and walk to the car. Her mum would stay to talk to her dad, but her dad always frightened her mum with insane comments he would make. He said things like the police are coming to get me and Ill never see my daughter again. They would leave and return back to her nanas house where they would have showers, dinner, watch some TV then head off to bed. One night she awoke to find her mother wasnt beside her. She could hear a lot of noise like yelling and crying. But the one thing that she heard the most was her pop on the phone hello, my son in law has just killed himself. She stumbled out of bed to see her mother crying hysterically on the lounge. She called for her to come here. Her mother hugged her so so tight, but never said what was wrong. She kept saying its my fault. I should have been there. The next morning her mother woke her up to say daddy is in hospital. We will go and see him after breakfast but why mummy said the little girl. Because daddy tripped on a rope and hurt his neck. Draw daddy a picture and we can take it to him. After breakfast she was drawing her daddy a picture. It was a picture of their house with her, her mummy, her daddy, her big brother and sister and her little dog. Her mum came in and sat beside her silent. We arent going to see daddy now, dad died this morning. The little girl dropped her pencil and sat in silence. It was a lot for the little girl to understand. The years went on and the little girl grew up without her daddy around to teach her love and relations. All she knew was how to love family. She didnt have a daddy to scare boys away with or to make sure she stayed safe. It was just her and her mummy. Her brother and sister moved out and life went on. Sometimes the little girl still wonders what its like to have a daddy. But she hardly ever sheds a tear. She still tells her dad everything. But instead of sitting on his lap. She sit on a grave. She loves him with all her heart and misses him dearly. But she knows she cant change the past and she must move on and live every day with a strong mind and positive attitude. There have been times when she wanted to follow in her daddys footsteps. But she knew she needed help. She took medication and went to therapy sessions and it all paid off. This little girl is me. Dont suffer in silence like my dad did. Speak up. Someone could save your life. Cause someone saved mine.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Jul 2014 15:17:43 +0000
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