Every day i think about how it will be like if my dad was home. Maybe we would have a better house, my grades would be better, if i had someone to push me to do good. I would be a better student , actually want to go to school. Its been so hard on all of us. He's been gone for about 11 years and going on 12. He was supposed to to get out in march but things happened, and now we have to wait till next year in September. I am 16 now, he has missed everything after first grade. I was little and didn't know what was going on , everyone told me "he's at school , he'll be home soon". I waited everyday for him to get home, and finally i turned 10 , and my mom told me the truth. These past couple days i have been acting like a jerk with my mom. my dad writes me letters and i get so mad i don't even wrote back sometimes. i know i shouldn't act like that with them , but sometimes they don't understand what i go through. i just wish i can tell them things i bottle up inside. i love parents , even my mom she has been there to support me and my two brothers and i love her to death.
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