One year ago, I got picked up from school early, and was told that you and mom were out running errands. So I thought that was really happening, so I just sat in the car. Sydney and I arrived at our neighbors house at around 1 o'clockish. I thought that going to the neighbors was strange, but I just dismissed the thought of it being strange, and went with the flow. About a half an hour late, mom came to the house, crying. I didn't know why she was crying, until I saw her wearing one of your jackets. "Where's Dad?" I asked. "Jordyn, I'm so sorry. Daddy's dead." Mom said. I couldn't believe it. How could you go? Why did you go, when there were so many bad people in this world? You were to good to go. I miss you dad, A LOT. I love you plus-1 Daddy-o! We miss you!
Love Your Daughter,