Dad's Memorial

Dear Dad,
I really miss you. I'm sorry for being rude, the last time I seen you move so when I got bored so I left the room with a goodbye, just to play on the elevators. The next day, you were in a coma. It was the most gloomy Halloween day of my life. The very next day, I was at school, and Anh Dung came to me and told me Dad passed away. I was puzzled, hoping that he didn't mean die, I asked "what do you mean?" My mom was sitting at the office, her face was so pale. I really miss you. You looked so frail in that bed. A few months later, you visited me in my dream, it was a warm one. We were just sitting on a bench, ignoring the other people. We just looked at each other with a smile, then we hugged. After, I had another similar dream. A few months later passed, and you were in my dream again, except when I ran up to you, you pushed me away and said you hate me. That was the last I seen of you. Why did you have to hide your sickness? Now that you're gone, mom is trying to support the family, and she's trying her hardest, she's trying too hard. I remember I slept by your foot the last day you spent in the house. It was a warm night. I grew up with no dicipline. Now mom eeps calling me out to serve the guests after praying. Seriously, how come I don't feel your presence? Well I remember I was scared, I still am. But I am scared of an angry spirit. I don't know if it's you. But that is why we left the old house, you know that. I seen them, they visited me six times. That was horrible. I should get off now, I need to serve the people who came to pay their respect.