My Father

I went to bed late. I dreamt of smiling like I always do. Everything always feels so real. I miss sailing the deep blue ocean waters with my father he died when I was 17. My mom used to get mad at him for pulling me out of school for months at a time, but I always get good grades when I come back. Now I'm stuck going to school everyday! "The sail ripped" My dad screamed. I look up at the sail. "I can fix it." I told t=my dad but he wouldn't let me. H climbed up tp the sail so he could repair I himself, but he fell; he always falls, like he did that one stormy night in July. I miss you dad. He fell and a splash of water washed over me then I woke up drenched in salty sea water and smile, yeah...I love you too dad.