She was one who believed that her dad was a super hero. The way he would wake up in the morning just to kiss her good morning and then again in the evening to say good night. She never thought that there would come a day she would have to tuck herself in or have her mum read her bedtime stories instead because daddy was no longer there. Who was she supposed to get mad at? Is it God who allowed her dad to fall sick and never get better? Was dad at fault for not fighting through it? He should have, he knew he had a little princess looking up to him everyday. She relied on her dad for everything. She had just started to learn how to be independent, how to get things done by herself with her biggest cheerleader looking on. Today he is not present, there are so many firsts that she wished she could have shared with daddy. An angel is now shining his light on her because that is what her dad was now and she grew to be okay with it.
Bella's Charmed Chaos 