In My Head – V
By: Mia L. Hazlett
I sat in my Science class and wondered if I was ever going to see my Daddy again. I put my sparkly dress right in the trash. I never wanted to wear it again. He never came and Mommy tried to call him, but he didn’t answer. Saturday would be here tomorrow and I really wanted to see him. But if I asked him to come and then he didn’t, I wouldn’t be able to go to Sasha’s birthday party. I had to go to her party, everyone from our class was going to be there.
I went to get into the bus line, but I saw Mommy waving to me from the parent pick-up line. Mommy never picks me up. This was the best day ever. She always made it the best day ever. I ran over to her and fell into the biggest hug. She kissed my forehead and I grabbed her hand. I sat in the back and told her all about my day. She said after we got my sister we could go and get me a dress for the birthday party, maybe even new shoes too. I was so excited.
We got my sister and went shopping for my dress. I got to get my new shoes too. It was like it was my birthday and not Sasha’s, because after shopping we went to the pizza place up the street and we got to eat it there. We were playing the license plate game on our way home and before we got to the driveway, I saw Daddy’s car. “Daddy!”, my sister and I screamed. This was the best day ever.
My mother walked straight into the house, when we climbed all over Daddy. He kissed us and said he was sorry he couldn’t get here last week to pick us up. Even though his phone looked exactly the same, he said he lost his phone and he had to buy a new one. He must have taken my little heart sticker off his old phone and put it on the case for this one.
He came into the house, but I didn’t see Mommy. Her door was closed, so she must be in her bedroom. We sat in the living room and Daddy ate the last of the pizza we brought home. I wish Mommy would come downstairs, but she stayed in her room. Maybe she was mad at us for talking to Daddy. I started to get scared because if Daddy left, Mommy would be mad at us. I know she didn’t like Daddy anymore, but I didn’t know if we were supposed to not like him too.
Daddy left and I knocked on Mommy’s door. I told her through the door that he left. I waited for her to answer, and then I opened the door. She was asleep on her bed and me and my sister crawled in the bed with her. I wasn’t sure if we were supposed to be here, but I didn’t want Mommy mad at us. I was just really happy to see Daddy. Before I fell asleep, I promised I would never act happy to see Daddy in front of Mommy again.