So it was a horrible september day that I got the worst call. I was just enjoying myself days earlier happy because I was headed on vacation to Jamaica. My smile was huge and I felt so proud knowing that I'm going places in life. Suddenly my happy smile changed when I got the call saying that your father has been shot. At first I thought that I was dreamsing, I felt that I was in a nightmare, and all I wanted was to be out of it. It took me a while to just pull myself together; so I had to…