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Mar 2014
Dad
Hey dad,
Remember when you told me to walk the 10 miles from my middle school to our house, oh wait sorry your house, because you were out with your flavor of the week girlfriend?
Yeah, that was awesome. And when I got there the house was locked. But dont worry (you didnt) I climbed aladder and opened the window to get inside.
Remember when you called me a lair and told me i was an accident
in front of my closest friends for not telling you I thought I could be a lesbain?
Yeah, that was not the first nor the last night I cried myself to sleep. But you never heardme even though you wer just in the next room.
Remember when you hit me and blackened my eye for only scoring 13 points in a basketball game?
Definetly. And I never said a word about it when a teacher called child services. We can't have a beloved school board members good public name tarnished can we?
I once asked about you in school and how you had positivly affected my life.
I coudlnt think of an answer.
The most positive thing i can find in you is that you are more of a ***** bank than a father.
Written by
Anna Gray  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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