C2549 : When I was 8 years old, my dad was a big part of my life. I still remember when we used to play catch together, and I would think to myself how such an amazing person loves me, yet hes the only person that loves me. I think my mom loved me too, but she was at work all of the time so I never got to see her. When I was 10 my parents divorced. My mom got custody over me because she was the one who had a job, and I was really sad. I tried not to show it to not hurt my moms feelings, but I wouldve preferred to stay with dad. When we got home from the court my mom told me I could never see my dad again and that we would be moving. Hed still be allowed to call and write, so I thought that it could work out. Im 17 now, hes never called. One day I get back from school and my mom is at home for once. Shes usually out at work but now shes home and looks scared and sad. She tells me that my dad killed himself out of depression. I told her that I didnt care, he never cared about me anyways. I was just trying to convince myself that. A couple weeks after that we drive to his flat to clean it out and pick up his stuff. My mom stays in the car, she doesnt want to revisit the memories. His flat was bare, with a mattress on the floor, and next to it is a picture of me with my dad when I was 10. I notice in the picture of me that theres a note behind, so I carefully open up the frame and read the note. Anon, if youre reading this then you know that Ive killed myself. I want you to know thing though, I always loved you and will never stop loving you. Whatever your mom said about me not caring isnt true. If I couldve, I wouldve been on the phone with you every waking hour of the day. However, in the custody agreement, I wasnt allowed to have any contact with you, even through calling and writing. I love you anon. I stopped reading there for an instant. I was so mad at my mom for taking away all those years I couldve had with him. With tears welling in my eyes, I noticed that there was something written on the bottom. P.S. Heaven has a small fare to enter. If you dont mind, Im gunna need bout tree fiddy. It was around that time that I realized my dad was an 8 story tall crustacean from the paleothilic era. That God darn Loch Ness monster had tricked me again.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 05:15:36 +0000
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