Day 21: Something you can't seem to get over.

My Dad's death. I know I should move on now (And I am, really), but there are times when I still can't believe everything that happened to us was real. I try to be happy at all times, I try to make myself smile everyday, I try to make myself believe that everything happens for a reason. I try.
But I lose my armor every time I see my Mom cry. I try be strong. But those certain moments in my life make me vulnerable.
People see me as this cheerful and bubbly person, but behind this mask is a girl that still yearns for her Daddy to come home.

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