It was around 2:00 p.m. and it was time to open the presents. I started by opening gifts from friends, then I opened families. I had finally finished opening all my presents. I looked around at all the people staring at me and my dad was nowhere. It was also the only gift I was looking forward to. The party ended and my father didn't come, my little hopes of four years were buried, it was as if I felt my heart being torn apart. I looked at my mother and she said I'm sorry, my face turned pinkish red and my eyes filled with tears. From that moment on, my life was never the same. It was a dark and cloudy day and I was going to see my father. We were playing the Sorry game and he was winning. I was the yellow player and he was the green player, he was laughing and smiling all the time. I wouldn't have wanted to spend my Friday afternoon any other way. After the game was over, he asked me to clean the game while he went outside for a cigarette. When he entered the room and the game was not resumed, he went crazy. His eyes seemed to take on a dark color, almost black. It was like he was a completely different person when he came back