In Women's Studies on Friday we weren't doing anything. I was talking to this girl in my class, Cody. I guess some of the other kids were playing a game or something but they called across the room and asked me what my Father's name is. I desperately tried to ignore them and kept on talking.They yelled across the room and asked me again, and
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i like that other people remember things about him. just in case i forget.
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I have two mothers, to REAL mothers if you ask me. And it’s very hard to make people understand without a 20min conversation (that I would rather not have) that one mother can not be disregarded for the other because she is either dead or not biological.
I’m sorry that happened.
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I hate myself for saying that I don't have a father. It's like I've erased the eleven years he was around. And I honestly think that he could hear me say it. It's never right to put someone through that, dead or alive.
Thanks.
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