I lost my father back in April this year. My family found out on a Thursday and he died the next Wednesday. I made Varsity on my Cross Country team and usually it was him I would go to, to tell that kind of stuff. But he is gone now and I can't do anything about it. I'm also enrolled in a college US History class and it sucks because I enrolled in it because my dad and I would always be able to talk about it. He was the ONLY person that was able to get me to understand it. When I had work that I needed help with my dad would be there for me and I don't know how to deal with life. I rarely ever sleep in my bedroom I will usually sleep on the couch in the family room and I think I do that because that is where he died. When we found out he was sick and they couldn't do anything about it I made sure to stay by his side the whole time. I was with him when he died laying next to him in a recliner. I pray a lot asking God to let my dad visit me in my dreams but I never see him. I wouldn't even care if it was a nightmare just as long as I got to see my dad I would be fine with it but no matter how many times I pray for that, it never happens.