I miss my Dad.
I'm 17, and almost 18, almost a man. I lost my Dad at 12 to a brian tumour. There isnt a day that goes by where I dont think about him. I live with my mum and sister, and I miss him. I watch football by myself, my favourite team, our favourite team, man united, I turn around to the sofa, and hes not there, hes not there to share anything with me. I want him to share my life with, I've just met a girl I think I love and I wish he could meet her, I just want him to be alive, I want to make sure I've become the man he wanted me to be. I dont want to let him down. I dont understand how I feel or how to change it. All I know is, I miss my dad, and I dont know if I'm doing life right.