My Precious Child

"Dad... Dad! You're late, wake up already!" My daughter yelled, pulling me from under the covers. I got up and started to get ready. "Come on Dad, I'm late too. We need to hurry." She said, handing me my breakfast and the car keys.

We got in the car and drove to her highschool. My daughter usually arrived late, so this is what an average day felt like for us. I stopped in front of her school. "Dad, school ends at 1 P.M. Do not forget to pick me up again, okay?" She ran inside the school. This girl... She'll never learn, now will she?

Time flew by at work, and before I realized it was time to pick my daughter up from school. I hurried to her school and saw her waiting for me at her usual spot. "Here Dad! I'm coming. You're late again," she got in the car "I was starting to get worried too. I really shouldn't though, you come late every day." She said. As part of our usual routine, I dropped her at home and went back to work.

As I got home, she was preparing dinner. "Here Dad, I made your favorite." She handed me my dinner. I left it at the table and went upstairs to my room. "Good night Dad." She yelled out as I went up the stairs.

The next morning, I slept in. It was a weekend, after all. I heard my daughter call me from downstairs. "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." I groaned, walking downstairs into the living room. It was decorated with lights and balloons. There was a sign. It read: It's almost time...

The sign meant: It's almost time for the end. "Hey, Dad... You can guess what's about to happen, right?" She looked sad. "Let me guess, time's up in an hour?"

"Five minutes..." I realized what was about to happen. She started crying. "Our time is ending... I couldn't be of much help, I'm sorry." I hugged her. "You're wrong. I'm still sane because of you. I don't know how I'd deal with my life without you." She looked at me with eyes looking like they're ready to burst. "Ten seconds..." She hugged me harder, as she slowly disappeared. "Goodbye, Dad..." I took off my headset. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I placed it next to my dead daughter's picture. "Thank you for letting me see Sakura One... Last... Time..."