“Hi, may I help you” ,I asked.

“Yes, I’m Officer Philips and this is Officer DeMott and were from the Orlando police. Is your mom home?” ,he asked.

“Umm...No, my parents are divorced. Is something wrong?”

“ok.... I’m sorry to bring you such bad news ,but Mr. Steve Chasez was killed early today and we need you to come down to the station”

It felt like someone took my heart out and tore it into pieces.

“Miss, are you alright” , Officer Philips asked me.

“I’m fine”

I grabbed my bookbag and locked the door. As I walked out of my house, I felt rain roll down roll down my cheek. It was cold.

The officer opened the back door and let me in. I felt the cold leather against my legs. I was wet and cold. I couldn’t believe it my dad is dead.