Watch over us dad

My dad is dead. The more i say it the more surreal it sounds…I still can’t come to terms with the fact that i’m sat here at 15 years old writing a short story about my dad (Fola) for a go fund me. When i see these type of stories online i normally feel really bad for the family but i always think, this can never happen to me and i always say ‘aw i can’t imagine what they’re going through’ and now i really can. I can now genuinely say i understand what it feels like to loose someone so close to your heart. I think what hurts my heart more is that i spoke to my dad at 5pm and then his passing was shortly after. I can still feel the heaviness of my heart when the doctor said “Im sorry for your loss” I remember zoning out and only the thing my ears could pick up were the words “cardiac arrest”. Since that day i’ve questioned myself multiple times thinking about the things i could have said, things i could have done…blaming myself for something that was inevitable. All i want now is closure, to lay his body to rest and to fulfil the wishes of my late father by giving him a befitting burial. That’s why i’m asking you all to help us make his final wishes come alive…Please nothing is too small and all donations are extremely appreciated and to put it in the words of my late father ‘Oshe Gon’.