Sorry I haven't written in so long. This chapter is really, REALLY short, but the tiếp theo one will be longer and will hopefully be out today.
A couple of days later …
Prince’s P.O.V.
I can’t believe today is Daddy’s memorial. I can’t believe he’s really gone. I wish it wasn’t true; I wish I could go up to him and hug him, have fun with him and do everything we used to do. I never realized how big the small things in life were, until they’re gone, those small things, are the best things. But, it’s true; my father is dead. I saw that with my own eyes. I keep hoping he would jump out of somewhere and yell “Surprise!” but nothing happens. I’m crying right now, in my room, where no one can hear me. I have to be strong, for Paris and Blanket. Someone knocked the door.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“It’s your Grandma, hunny, it’s time to go.” Grandma answered.
I wiped my tears, “Coming …” I đã đưa ý kiến while going to the car.
The whole ride there was silent. No one even tried to start a conversation. Then we got there. We saw Lia, Lex and Ty were there, but we didn’t talk much. People were crying. Time seemed to fly by. In a couple of phút we would need to go on stage.
“I want to say something for Daddy …” Paris said.
“Are bạn sure hunny? bạn don’t have to …” Aunt LaToya said.
“Yes, I need to. Please.” Paris answered back bravely and sure.
“Well …” Aunt LaToya đã đưa ý kiến thinking for a while, “Ok, whatever makes bạn happy”
We need to go on stage now.
Paris’ P.O.V.
Now it’s my turn, my turn to say something for Daddy, to hiển thị the world how amazing he really is.
“I, just wanted to say … Ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father bạn could ever imagine,” I đã đưa ý kiến wanting to break out in tears, “and I just want to say I tình yêu him, so much …” I stared to cry a bit and my family came to hug and comfort me while the crowd started to clap.
At the Jackson estate.
Prince's P.O.V.
Paris' speech was so amazing, I have no idea how she did it ... All around the world people would be in tears. She's the strong one, not me, well emotionally right now, she's the one stopping us from breaking down.
"Prince, why is everyone saying and doing these stuff for Daddy, is he sick?" Blanket asked me.
He looked so innocent, it would break my tim, trái tim to tell him, but I have to ...
"Yeah," I told Blanket, "He's really sick ... He ... He can't come back anymore ..." Some tears escaped.
Blanket looked tim, trái tim broken he started to cry, I hugged him.
"It's gonna be okay, stay strong, for Daddy, he wouldn't want us sad," I đã đưa ý kiến comforting him, "Hold on ... Never forget him and just know that we'll always be there for you, always, I promise ..."
A couple of days later …
Prince’s P.O.V.
I can’t believe today is Daddy’s memorial. I can’t believe he’s really gone. I wish it wasn’t true; I wish I could go up to him and hug him, have fun with him and do everything we used to do. I never realized how big the small things in life were, until they’re gone, those small things, are the best things. But, it’s true; my father is dead. I saw that with my own eyes. I keep hoping he would jump out of somewhere and yell “Surprise!” but nothing happens. I’m crying right now, in my room, where no one can hear me. I have to be strong, for Paris and Blanket. Someone knocked the door.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“It’s your Grandma, hunny, it’s time to go.” Grandma answered.
I wiped my tears, “Coming …” I đã đưa ý kiến while going to the car.
The whole ride there was silent. No one even tried to start a conversation. Then we got there. We saw Lia, Lex and Ty were there, but we didn’t talk much. People were crying. Time seemed to fly by. In a couple of phút we would need to go on stage.
“I want to say something for Daddy …” Paris said.
“Are bạn sure hunny? bạn don’t have to …” Aunt LaToya said.
“Yes, I need to. Please.” Paris answered back bravely and sure.
“Well …” Aunt LaToya đã đưa ý kiến thinking for a while, “Ok, whatever makes bạn happy”
We need to go on stage now.
Paris’ P.O.V.
Now it’s my turn, my turn to say something for Daddy, to hiển thị the world how amazing he really is.
“I, just wanted to say … Ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father bạn could ever imagine,” I đã đưa ý kiến wanting to break out in tears, “and I just want to say I tình yêu him, so much …” I stared to cry a bit and my family came to hug and comfort me while the crowd started to clap.
At the Jackson estate.
Prince's P.O.V.
Paris' speech was so amazing, I have no idea how she did it ... All around the world people would be in tears. She's the strong one, not me, well emotionally right now, she's the one stopping us from breaking down.
"Prince, why is everyone saying and doing these stuff for Daddy, is he sick?" Blanket asked me.
He looked so innocent, it would break my tim, trái tim to tell him, but I have to ...
"Yeah," I told Blanket, "He's really sick ... He ... He can't come back anymore ..." Some tears escaped.
Blanket looked tim, trái tim broken he started to cry, I hugged him.
"It's gonna be okay, stay strong, for Daddy, he wouldn't want us sad," I đã đưa ý kiến comforting him, "Hold on ... Never forget him and just know that we'll always be there for you, always, I promise ..."