One time that I was lonely is when my father went to prison. I felt lonely because I didn’t know what life was going to be like with out a father for ten years. In addition, I wouldn’t get to spend time with my dad like other children would. The day my father went to prison was January 20, 1991. I was four years old and I still remember the day the FBI agents came …showed first 75 words of 272 total…

…showed last 75 words of 272 total…to visit him nine or ten times which, doesn’t compare to the 3,652 days I could have spent with him. In conclusion, life was lonely from my early childhood and on through my early adolescences. My mother never remarried so throughout my life I never had a father figure around to look up to. In addition, I’m glad I still have a father, unlike some kids who don’t have a father at all.