I look in every room possible even outsideI look in every room possible even outside

I look in every room possible even outside, but I still can’t find him. I go back inside to my younger brother, hoping that he doesn’t notice the absence of our dad. I do this every day and night hoping that I might get a glimpse of my dad being around somewhere. I never get to see him anymore, I don’t even know why. I don’t even know where he might be. I only get to see him when I am with my grandmother or uncle. When she takes us to this place that has huge brick walls surrounding the place, it even has its own parking place. I don’t know what this place is called. All I know is that it has a playground, a place to sit and an area where can sit to talk and eat.