Dylan and her father
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Post by Dylan and her father on Jun 23, 2006 10:50:04 GMT -5
Arriving out of breath from running from the gelding pasture, Dylan quickly asked the desk manager if she could see her father. The man told her which room, and as Dylan walked, she thought about what she would say. But before she could get a grip on herself, she had come to her fathers room.
What she saw was more than she could handle. Her father lay on the bed, with bruises and cuts all over his arm and face. On top of that his face was burned, to a dark red and brown. As she walked into the room, she saw a nurse laying a new layer of gauze on her fathers face. "Oh my gosh, Dad." She ran up and grabbed his hand, trying to fight back the tears that pricked her eyes. "I didn't know it was this bad." It had been a hot summer night when all of a sudden, Dylans fathers car had set on fire. Unable to escape, he had been burned badly, and lost one arm. Since then, the doctors had not let Dylan see her father. "Oh dad." the nurse told Dylan that he was asleep and she should come back later, since the sleep would help him rest. Dylan sighed, she had been looking forward to talking to her dad about everything... she would have to talk to her friends. Kissing him on the hand, she walked out of the room and left the hospital. Not until she was outside on her way back to her house did Dylan burst out in tears that had been threatening to engulf her for the past week.
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