Romans & histoires Promise Me Dad

Matthew said while looking directly at his father. Daddy Richard smiled at him before speaking again and responding. "That sounds great, Matthew. But make sure that it's not just a promise, okay? I hope you fulfill it because I don't want to have more headaches. My life might get shorter if you also become like your brother!" "You can trust me that I won't forget my promise and I will always remember it. So please, Papa... don't be mad at me. I promise, I will make it up to you. What do you want? Food? Outing? Anything, Pa? Whatever I can do, I will do it."

He pulled himself away and cupped my cheeks, “Whoever and whatever your heart desires, follow it. Don’t follow how I became a husband to his wife and a father to his kids.” I groan, “Dad c’mon don’t say that.” “Old man’s getting a little sentimental.” Frank jokes to lighten our mood. Dad releases me and laughs but his eyes tells me he is sad and hiding it. “Well I am getting a little old.” Frank scoops his arm around dad, “As long as I am alive, I will never let go of the promise I told you ever since I was a child.” “Thank you Frank.” Dad answers.

She wondered to herself. “You sound like I'm a child… honey, I'm your father.” her dad finally said, stressing the last part. “Promise me dad?” Kimberly pressed, her voice firm this time. “Okay, okay, I promise. Love you honey.” This brought a smile to Kimberly’s face, her dad always kept to his promise, although she knows it’s going to be quite difficult for him to take his thoughts away his dead wife, but she could tell that he would try for her sake.

I closed my eyes in pain. " Sometimes you will be in a fix between family and yourself. You will choose the family and believe me, our family will support you and keep you safe from every problem" " When I thought about you coming to me again as my daughter that to permanently in Shimla, I agreed ." " please I request you to send me that promise ring back, as in my opinion after your rejection abeer will not like the ring in your hand which he gave you with so much trust. " " Take care of mom, bye love "

“Then make it up to me, okay? Don’t leave me again, dad. Stay with me for a long, long time.” He sniffled as he caressed my face. He smiled despite the tears. “I will.” “I’m going to have kids. Promise me that you’ll meet your grandchildren. You’ll play with them. The things that you and I didn’t get to do together, you’ll get to do with them. This time, you are going to be there to chase the monsters under their bed, right?” “Right.” “All of us will be a happy family together. Promise me that, dad.”

promise" is used to assure you'll do what you said. " Summer did not say anything, so she asked again, "Why, baby? Is there a problem?" "Daddy didn't keep his promise many times. I miss him, but he's not here with us. He promised me yesterday that he would go with you today to pick me up." Her heart ached as Summer's eyes went teary. "He just had something to do, baby." The little girl didn't say anything but hugged her instead. Aside from the sadness in Summer’s eyes, she could tell that the little girl was angry with her father.

“You always have your family baby. I don't pray for this to go wrong with you but if anything happens I want you to know that you have us with you...And you must promise to come home to visit all the time.” I crossed my hand on my chest in a pledge. “I promise to always come home to visit you, Dad. I swear it” He chanced me his heart robbing smile and picked up my hand to kiss “I would hold on to this. I'm going to pretend this is you going back to school and not just marriage. And by the way, you know you have to finish your school”

This time I was forced because I needed his help. "Jazzlin, is that really you?" His eyes were full of disbelief. I shrugged my shoulders, no t really care what he said just now, "I need your help." I answered bitterly. "What is it? Tell me, I will help you." I smiled sarcastically, "Really? Then promise me." I made him promise me that he would keep helping me even when he knew what I was asking for. "Yeah, I'm your father." He smiled. "Promise me."

he implored. "Anything dad, I will promise you anything," I said in all honesty. "Just stay away from this kid. He seems to be very dangerous," my dad said and even though I knew that I would keep my dad's promise, somewhere deep down in my heart, I wanted to disagree with it. But, it's not the right time or place to listen to my stupid heart which is clearly crazy about Ronan. So I promised him, "Okay, dad, I promise you that I will stay away from him," I said but I didn't know if I could keep my word on this or not.

“And I love him.” His grip tightens, suddenly, painfully. “If something happens… to me… to him…” “No,” I interrupt quickly. “Don’t…” “Promise me,” he cuts in, his voice breaking, but his grip remains. “Promise you’ll survive.” My chest tightens. “Father—” “PROMISE ME,” he demands. The force in his voice shocks me. Even like this, he’s still strong, still commanding. Tears spill over. “I promise,” I whisper. “I promise.”