Everyone has important days in their life that change the direction of their life for better or worse. Let me tell you about one of my experiences that I will never forget, which happened when I was 12 years old. It was Friday night, I was taking a shower and one of my aunts came into the bathroom and told me that my father was sick but he would be fine. She told me so I didn't worry. I finished taking a bath and immediately went to my dad's house to see what was happening. My father was vomiting blood and couldn't breathe very well. One of my aunts was crying and praying at the same time. I was worried because he only does this when something bad is about to happen. Other people were trying to help my father until the doctor arrived. Everyone was crying and I was confused because I thought it was just a stomach ache. I asked one of my older brothers if my father would be okay, but he didn't answer my question and pushed me away. My body was shocked to see him die, and I took his hand and told him not to give up. The only thing I heard from him was: “The daughters go to their aunt...