I Lost My Dad At A Young Age

I was 12 years old when i lost him. He was my last of my close family left. He died from a cancerous tumor that grew out of control. After finding out about it i knew we knew he wont live to see me graduate but in a span of a few months it grew to the point where it started to affect alot in his life and was taken in to hospital. But november 3rd last year while in school his body gave up the fight. The teachers brought me out in the hallway to tell me what the hospital had said and i remember not believing them and running out the school and cycling to the hospital. But it was to late when i reached the hospital he was gone. I remember just screaming when i found out and the pain i felt. It felt like someone had pushed their hand in my chest and slowly ripped my heart out. Even now that pain i can still feel how bad it is and nothing i could ever imagin would be worse.