I'm Okay

Im gone

As tears ran down my face because I was so sad, I could hear a noice. "Edward?" I said confused but still sad. "Wa, what are u doing here?" "What are u doing here. It's like 4 am." "Please go away and let my sole die and the tears in my face drown my memories of your father and I." I could feel his pain. I told him he could stay at my house because he was homeless. We sloes along the was about my dad. But I tried to change the subject. "So who is your favorite YouTuber." I asked. "Probably Pewdiepie." I was surprised but didn't say anything about that. "Oh! My favorite is Aphmau or Jacksepticeye." I said. "Oh! I like Jack. Never herd of Aphmau." "My friend Hailey LOVES Markiplier. Like she would die if she met him." I said but my smile left. When I was 6 she died. We were the same age. It was a hard time because of her and my dad. "Oh! I like him to." As we were almost at the door I saw Joe sitting in his window looking threw mine because his room was right next to mine. He looked down and saw me. "Hey I'll be in a second. Just go in." Edward went in. Joe came out. "Hey." Joe said. It was awkward for me. I dont think he cared. "Why?" I asked like he didn't know. "Because I love living next to you and really like you." I couldn't believe he knew what I was talking about. "Doesn't matter. Stay away from me and stay away from my family." I gave him a warning because I wasn't messing around saying. And of corse I woke up the next day, well actually fine. I smelled coffee. I was surprised. I haven't smelled coffee since dad died. I would wake up and run downs stairs when I smelled it. I would run to my dad and he would pick me up and hug me. Every time I hugged him, I felt like life was perfect. I wouldn't ever want that feeling to leave me. I love him. And everything changed, but now that I smell coffee something's different. I went down stairs and I saw mom making coffee. "Mom?" "Good morning!" "What are you doing?" "Making coffee!" She said with the smile she had when she saw dad. "Your making coffee. Like how you did for dad." "Well I need that feeling. When u were little about 5. You would run down here and give your da a huge hug like you haven't seen him in years but you would do it everyday. It made me smile. And I haven't smiled like that since he died. And I don't know if you remember, the day after your father died. I got up and made coffee. You ran down stairs and with a huge smile on your face. But you did t see your dad. That made me sad. You asked were he was. I told you he was gone. You cried." I started crying. "Mom. I miss him." "I do to." :( I hugged my mom as tight as I could.  I was lost. I was gone