Life doesn’t end here

I was grade 5 then when our dad left us, and my mother doesn’t have a job. Honestly, I always asked God why did he took him why not the murderer? He’s a good man I’ve ever known, the best dad and a hero. I was thinking how my family will survive without a father, I struggled when no one is supporting us financially good thing because we have a farm but not good enough for all of us. I was in grade school that time and I took the scholarship exam, fortunately was able to pass I was very thankful then. So the school was really far, but I take it as an opportunity so i really did because of financial crisis.
(Ff.)
After my high school, I am a full scholar again and during my third year I was already working in a company and I met this guy who mold me and teach me about the things that made me curious since I was a child. I was happy that he came into my life, actually the best memories we had was really memorable. We go for mountain views, sneaking out during lunch and go somewhere silent place and make love in a rush. What really made me fall in love about him was he’s very caring and I can see the love of my father from. Actually I was half of his age my friends were always reminding me what if he’s wife will come back? We often times go for shopping and buy me some stuff, he would tease me, asking me if I wanna go to toy kingdom, sometimes we joke so hard because he’s really crazy and i can’t control laughing and realizing people are looking at me.