My Life Essay, Research Paper

When I was four years old my dad died in a car accident. My sister and I were asleep and my mom was waiting up for him when she heard a crash. She knew it was him before she went down the drive way to see who it was. After she heard it she called my grandmaw and told her that he was in a wreck and she knew he died. But my grandmaw was like no he is probaly just stuck in traffic and he will be home in a little bit, but come to find out it was my dad and he did die immediatly on the scene. My mom didn’t end up going down and seening him because she wanted her and us to remember him as we saw him when we stood on the porch and waved good-bye to him as he drove off to work. We moved from our old house two months later because my mom couldn’t handle every time she went down the drive way seenind where he wrecked. But now she is married again and happy.