By Isa - Grade 11 I just really wish he was here right now, to teach me all the things I needed to know. He could be here, present, available. But not without the disgust when his breath slightly lingers of alcohol. I wish I could give him mercy, I wish I could give him empathy because I know what he went through. I know that he was struck by the same pain as I was. A parent with addiction and a need to flee. But why did I have to bring on the same fate, why did I have to