I'm sitting in my senior language class and I'm asked to write an article about an event in my life. I felt my stomach tighten. What would I write about? What would my teacher like to read that is interesting? Interesting events in my life are so short that they wouldn't take up three pages. But then it hit me. My life in general might be worth reading about. I always felt that my family and I were a little different than most. When I was dropped off at elementary school, I cried and felt like the world was crashing down on me. I hated it. Then I was retained in the first year. Sadness overwhelmed me at the age of six. I wasn't close friends with anyone; all I wanted was to be home with my mother. Exams were a struggle for me, especially since first year wasn't as awkward and confusing as everyone said. It was a good change. I made closer friends and more acquaintances. My grades were good, A and B Honor Roll all year and most of my classes were fun. High school became easier and easier, not the classes, but the lifestyle in general. I stopped bowling and joined more school activities like FFA and dance. After I stopped bowling, my father stopped talking to me. I was rude when I told her, but a parent should be the most important person to their 15 year old daughter. I would contact him and his girlfriend, letting them know when and where I was playing for dancing and when my gigs were for a band. After months of hearing nothing, I sent a text message to inform my father that I would no longer send updates on events. We went six months without speaking. My mother was fed up. She called the bowling alley on a Thursday, a normal men's championship night, and asked for my father. Finally, my mother made him realize that something was happening. There were more things to say that made him talk to me a little more; Most of the time I still had to initiate the conversation first. Three years later, my relationship with my father is still the same. It's more comfortable where I can stop there after work and talk for a bit or stay for a while when my car makes weird noises. I am happy to say that my father is an important person in my