I don't know where my dad is. I haven't seen him in three days. It's as if he up and left one day. I have a feeling my mom hasn't seen him either.

My mom thinks we're (me and my dad) are plotting against her. I don't see how that's even possible, but she's dead set on it. She makes little comments when I stay home about how he's called me. He hasn't. I wish he had, cause then I would know he's alive or something. Now I'm kinda in the dark.

I don't see why he won't call me! I used to stick up for him, I used to lie for him, I used to smooth things out for him and my mom. Now I don't do anything for him because he's never here!

I can understand him going out the have fun with his buddies. He is a grown man after all. But not coming home? He can sneak in and sleep at this house for a few hours! It's not that hard. He doesn't have to spend his whole day here if he doesn't want to. He can leave, fine. Just come home every once in a while. The streets are scary, he could be dead in a ditch somewhere! How do I know he's not? I don't. That's the problem. A problem that could easily be solved if he just came home every once in a while.