Friday, June 20, 2008

Lihle

I wish I had a daddy like the other kids that have a daddy. My dad died when it was my birthday. He died when I was on his lap. He said, ‘Bring me some water.’ I went upstairs to fetch water for him but when I came back he had died already so I cried. My sister told me about it when I was a little bit older, about 5 or 6. I miss him.

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