“Goodbye.” Those were the last words I heard from him before the phone went dead. Tears rushed down my rosy cheeks as my screams echoed in the square room. “Please, don’t leave me!” I had hoped he would have called me in the few days after the call but my hopes soon diminished.
My short story is about how I grew up and my parents getting a divorce. Once they did, I began to grow faith in God. It's also about if anyone struggles with being a military brat and their parents getting a divorce I also give them some advice also.