The person I loved the most and respected was my dad. I lived with him part of my life and then he stopped seeing me and my brothers because he decided to go to Mexico with his wife and step kids. Then I went to go to live with my mom but he still try’s to call once in a while but that’s like every other month or every six months. Then that’s when my respect and love started to go down hill
After he left I started doing some really bad choices in my life. I got licked up in six grade and that’s when he left me and my brothers for good and that’s the last time I seen him in my life.
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That's not cool, I know how you feel though my dad did the same thing to me and my two brothers. He's passed away now. Work on your word choice, you need more periods though.
ya bro i know what your talking about i don't know my dad very well ether. but i like the voice in this i think that you have a few grammar problems but other that that its all good.
did you-mean locked up in six grade otherwise i think it sucks that you went though that.
I know how it is! but honestly atleast you have some good memos of him, atleast you got to share moments together. Moments in which you shared laughters and smiles. in my situation things were alot diferent my dad flaked on me right when i was born. He left me and my mom and older sister for some other woman! its been forever and he dosen't bother to call or anything! See what you just did dylan you made me think about my sittuation you got me thinking and that is exactly what you want to accomplish. Work on your grammer and try to use more detailed words! simaleys would be a great choice!
I can relate to what your saying because my dad left me to but now he trying to come back in my life. Ya my respect went down for him. I like the way you have the guts to let everyone see this. What you can work on is making it longer
That's a lot like my dad he was there for a small part of my life and we looked up to him. He got addicted to meth and he stopped calling. WE hadn't heard from him since I was nine and when I turned sixteen he came to visit and he wasn't the dad I remember from my childhood.
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