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    dots Submission Name: wishing for a father....dots

    Author: gwenn sundala
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    recently, i read a narrative someone wrote about their dead father, and the memories theyíd shared and how much they missed him. as i read this story, i couldnít help but ache inside. i myself was adopted at birth, and didnít know my real dad. the dad i grew up with was my world, and i couldnít imagine anything coming between us. but then it did. i was six years old, and i was crying because i was in pain. my idol was annoyed by the situation, and decided to smack me around. SIX YEARS OLD. he felt bad, and although i refused to go to school for the week following the incident, he went to my teacher and principal of the school and said it was his fault and it was an accident. most of you would applaud this action, as he was admitting he needed help to keep from hurting me again or doing worse. especially considering that i had been adopted, i was almost taken from my home. in the end, i stayed with the family, but things were never the same. i was really touchy around my dad, and didnít want to be near him. the next school year, he pulled me out of the public school system to teach me at home. i was forced to stay at home, 24/7/365, with the very man i had come to hate the most. he never beat me as bad as that day, but things happened. the worst part for me was the fact that when i tried to talk to a couple of people about it, they didnít believe me he could play the game so well. i always knew i had been adopted, and i waited for the day i could find my real father. he had to be so much better than this.

    i met my birth mother. she is married to the most amazing man, and i would have loved to have him as a father. but she told me about my birth dad. it seems my birth dad is insane, and the last she heard from him he was in jail for attempted murder. with a gun he stole from my grandpa.

    maybe you donít get along with your dad all the time. but i barely graduated because the only way to avoid my dad was to not have school. i lost ll interest in academics because of him.

    be thankful for what you have. it could be worse.

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      Indeed. The root cause of my struggles in life stem from the same source. The real problem was when I had no one to turn to and then turned on myself & just lost interest in life & living. Today I get a mute 'sorry' once randomly every couple of years. He reads my poetry as well. But he doesn't do anything. I see how he has changed & his devotion to his other kids, re-invented himself. The worst part is I felt left behind, forgotten, ignored & truly-irrevocably unloved. It could be worse. But then life has to go on. I just hope I am a better parent that I had received. Thanks for sharing.
    | Posted on 2013-02-15 00:00:00 | by CrypticBard | [ Reply to This ]

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