' Daddy,' he cried but knew it was another nightmare is all,the little boy sat up in bed all sweat and wet,it had been ten years since his father had beat him and he was now serving a lifetime in prison though that didn't change the fact that it still hurt he smiled every time he thought of his father in jail, he pitied him and he then to was the one that was hurting he wish he had someone to help him, then he saw an image it was of God or Jesus Christ on the cross, even with what his father did to him Jesus was there to also remind him you might feel anger toward your father but he too is your father do onto others what you would have them do onto you.' The little boy felt a little better but still he could not forgive his father no matter what he tried still he then would never forget the image of Jesus on the cross too that powerful image stay with the boy even to the day that his father had finally died in jail yet the only thing the boy would say was,' Why Daddy ? ' end