It was around 2pm and it was time to open presents. I started with opening gifts from friends, then opened families. I had finally finished opening all my presents. I looked around at all the people who were looking at me and my dad was nowhere. That was the one gift I also looked forward to. The party ended and my dad didn't show up, my little four year old hopes were crushed, it was like I could feel my heart breaking. I looked at my mother and she said "sorry", my face turned red and my eyes filled with tears. From that moment on my life was never the same. It was a dark, cloudy day and I was on my way to visit my father. We were playing the Sorry game and he was winning. I was the yellow player and he was the green player, he was laughing and smiling all the time. I wouldn't have wanted to spend my Friday afternoon any other way. Once the game was over he asked me to clean the game while he went out to smoke a cigarette. When he entered the room and the game was not resumed, he went crazy. His eyes seemed to take on a dark color, almost black. It was like he was a completely different person when he came back