On new years eve i always stayed at my nans and went to bed at 10 but that year i didn't want to. My dad said next year he will take me to the cranworth with him so i could see the year in with him but i had to go to my nans this year. Well i never got to go with him i know its not his fault but i still wish i got to. I was 14 when my dad got cancer he wasn't going to tell me didn't think i would understand but he told me. I was sat in the room when my dad came home he said he was going to decorate my bedroom so i had to go live with my nan for 3 week. Well that wasn't the reason i had to go it was because my dad was sick and they didn't want me to see him ill. It was really hard that sounds a bit selfish but he lost his hair and he couldn't walk so he had a wheel chair, he wanted to go to the cranworth. So i took him down in the wheel chair, but when we got there the owner wouldn't let him in cos he was sick. But my dad did so much for that pub he worked there about 12 years. Decorated all inside and almost broke his back painting the outside yellow. Well i took him home but it was so hard for me to push him up the hill. I had tears coming out of my eyes but i didn't tell him. One day he had a really bad headache my mum was out and Next door had music basted out he kept shouting at me to turn it off but it wasn't my fault.