Father Told Me Narrative

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When I was twelve years old I had never pictured my life without my dad. I always thought that we would grow old together. Neither did I think he would spend time in prison, yet he is. The day I got to see him get arrested was the day I can say that I died.
That scene plays over and over like a movie without a stop button. I had just gotten out of school, and my dad picked me up every day. We had just arrived home, as we got off the car a white SUV pulled up it scared me because it got there out of know where. Two men got off, as I went around the front of the car to stand next to my dad I could hear one ask "are you, Mr. Saucedo?" I felt goose bumps running down my body when I saw their badges. I knew that this was not going to be a friendly
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I could feel my heart stop beating. For some reason, I could see them moving their lips, but I couldn’t hear anything they were saying. I must have looked at the agents then my father like a million times or more heaven knows. I felt unconscious, dead, and frightened. Then that’s when I heard one of the men say “you need to come with us now.” He took cuffs out, and he started saying some things while arresting him. At that time, I didn’t know those things were his Miranda rights. I stared at him into his eyes with a confused stare. I wanted him to look me into the eyes or to at least say that it was all perfectly fine. However, the last thing I heard him say was “I’m sorry, no matter what I love you.” What did that …show more content…
I fell in depression for one year, I would cry myself to sleep every night. I felt like my life had rotated 360 degrees. I don’t know why, but I matured that same year I fell in depression. I no longer felt like a child, instead of feeling thirteen I felt like I was twenty. Nothing was the same. I was different even though everyone thought I was fine, I wasn't. I saw the whole world differently. I know for a fact that I have a scar in my heart. I learned not to question God because there is nothing I can do. I also learned to be grateful for those in my life at this moment because life can take them away in the blink of an eye. I did go four years not knowing why he is in prison, I had told my mother that I did not want to know because I didn’t feel ready. Just last year I found out the reason I had no words or explanations of why he did what he did, but there isn't a day in which I don't think about