Life is never easy I can tell you that.
One moment you’re fighting over who gets which chocolate bar – next second your dad’s dead.
It seems every time someone in our family dies we move house. Well, that’s what’s happening now.
My mom says new house new opportunity and all of that rubbish but I know she’s just being flexible. I had three brothers and one sister until my younger brother died -another death to add to my life of misery.
“We’ve arrived” shouted my mom.
Stepping out of the car and putting the key into the mould covered lock was enough to make me run away. As I walked in I noticed unmistakably a picture of my dad?…