The day started out with my dad and me working on his jeep, but we started to argue and didn’t agree about how the engine goes in it and how we can make it work. We always argued, but the next day we didn’t argue this day so he asked me to go with him to salt lake with him. So we got packed and got the drugs to go to his friends with him. He lat me drive the car to salt lake, we was having a good time.
We got to Provo and we decided to eat and I things to talk about but I didn’t know how to tell him so I put it off. So we ate and then we went and out and spent a lot of money on jewelry, four wheelers and other things that we didn’t need. The day was still good and we finally arrived at his friend’s house and they went to the other room will I stayed out in the living room. I hired yelling and then I seen my dad fall in front of me and his face was all messed up. One of the guys got on top of him and started to hit him so I punched the guy in the face. Then they stared to hit. More and more people stated to hit us and they pulled out their guns and dragged us out side into a alleyway. I thought we were going to die so I decided to tell him.
He finally just flipped out and jumped up and started to hit some of the people and one fell. My dad took his gun and fired at another guy, that’s when they all took off and then he looked at me with the gun in his hand saying,” who is pregnant?” He had a crazy look in his eyes so I was scared to tell him that he is going to be a grandpa. but I told him. He didn’t say anything he just dropped the gun and said, “let’s get to the hospital.” At the hospital we talked about it and that’s the first time I’ve ever seen him cry in front of me. He had mixed emotions he just said as long as you are happy I will always be there for you.
Josh
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2 comments:
Wow that is a really intense story. It sounds like you have gone through a lot in life. Keep writing, I really enjoy your stories.
Karissa
yeah that's really interesting i really like yor narrative
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