The Best Moment Of My Life

Winnie thinks she has a normal life, but when her Mum dies and her Dad goes off to war she thinks differently...


7. Getting Angry And Getting Better


Everything changed after that.

School got worse.

Home got worse.

Auntie Jean got worse.

I got worse. I got angry. Really angry. Every day I got angrier. Angrier and angrier and angrier. It felt like my heart had been cut down the middle in a thick, jagged line. 

I missed mum so much. And dad. Oh dad, where are you?

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One day I walked to the cemetery. I felt I could connect with mum there. It sounds weird, but it’s my favourite place. Mum’s there, and that’s all I need at the moment. I know where mum is, but not dad. When I lived with dad, there was one big black hole on my life. Now there’s two. One’s dad’s life, one’s mum’s. I need them more than anything. They’re like my salt and pepper on my egg. Without them, my egg would be disgusting. Life’s disgusting without mum and dad. I miss them like crazy, but I know I’ve got to face it.


I bought some flowers one day on the way home from school, and put them in mum’s can thing on her grave. Dad taught me to do just after mum’s grave was put up. Auntie Jean rang me just after I had said goodbye to mum. She said she had a surprise for me. I didn’t want any old surprise. I just wanted my dad. 


I walked home, slowly, kicking all the walls on the way. When I got home, I heard a familiar voice in the kitchen. I ran to it, and there was a man at our kitchen table. I didn’t recognise him at first, but then it was clear who it was. ‘Hey Winnie!’ said my dad, ‘we’ve got a lot of catching up to do!’ I ran to him and he picked me up and twirled me around. That was the best moment of my life. Ever. Nothing can top that!




The End

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