My dad was my everything. Nothing bad could happen when my daddy was around.
But my dad also had a problem. He was an alcoholic (酒鬼). One day while watching cartoons, I heard the back door open. In came my dad. He was drunk. I ran to him and shouted, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.” When I was about to reach him, my mom stopped me. Why was she holding me back from my dad?
“Let me go to my daddy, he needs me!” I shouted. “No, Cindy, he’ll hurt you. You need to stay back,” my mom said to me. Then my dad came out carrying as much as he could . Without looking back, he walked out of the door. That was the only time when I saw my dad drunk . And it was the first time when I saw my hero fall. He came back a few days later with a clear mind. And he has not had a drink since then. He is not perfect, but I still look up to him.
Many years later, when I had enough courage to my mom about it, she told me something I will never forget.
“I found the hotel he was staying at, Cindy. I told him that he could have his drink, but not his daughter. or he could have his daughter but not his drink. He chose you.