Hey, I was in a really sad mood, so I typed this one up. Sad, sorry.
This is actually a newer version. Got the Jitters inspired me to fix it up. Thanks ;D
Disclaimer don't own the song or Phineas and Ferb
The cold wind was blowing hard on my face as I tried to ride a bike for the first time. My tires spun hard and fast against the black asphalt.
My Daddy was right next to me, holding the seat so I didn't fall. I turned and looked at him.
"Look, Daddy, look at me go!" I giggled.
"Candy, eyes on the street or else you'll fall!" He smiled. I giggled at him and realized I wanted more freedom than just this.
I turned back to him and said. "Let go, Daddy! I'm ready to do this on my own!"
"Are you sure, baby?" He asked a little unsure.
I nodded my head. "It's still a little scary, but I'll be okay, so now you can let go!"
He laughed. "That's my girl" He cheered as I rode down the street all by myself for the first time.
There I was standing on the alter on my big day. I was next to my two favorite men; my dad and my soon to be husband; Jeremy Johnson.
The preacher looked up and asked "Who gives this women?"
Daddy gripped my arm tighter as tears built up in his eyes. These tears made his blue eyes become glassy and a pool of tears built up in the corner of his eyes. He didn't let go until I whispered to him.
"You can let go now, Daddy. I think I'm ready to do this own my own."
He looked at me and asked "Are you sure, baby?"
I smiled and nodded my head. "I know it still feels a bit scary, but I'll be okay. So now, you can let go Daddy."
He nodded his head slowly and planted a kiss on my cheek.
I ran through the halls of the hospital room, looking for my father's room. When I saw his nurse outside his door, I skidded to a halt and looked at her. The look on her face worried me.
"Your father needs you" She told me.
"Is he-" I couldn't finish his sentence. "How long?" I asked sadly.
She gave me a look of sadness and said "You know, he's only hanging on for you."
I nodded my head and tried to hold back tears as I walked into the white room. The lights were dimmed, but I could clearly see my father laying in that bed.
"Hey daddy." I greeted him, voice already breaking. I walked over and climbed up into the bed next to him and grabbed his hand as my heart split into two.
"You can let go now, Daddy. Your little girl is ready to do this on my own." I looked up at him waiting for him to say 'Are you sure, baby?', but I never heard it so I continued.
"It's gonna be a little bit scary. But Daddy, I want you to know, I'll be okay. You can let go."
I wiped my eyes and whispered "I love you Daddy. So you can let go now..."
This story is in memory of my loving Grandpa. 3 December 2, 2011. I will miss you.