My life

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When I was seven

my dad sighed up for the army. My mom saported him and every thing he did but you could see it in her eyes she didn't like this idea. Though she loved him she let him go knowing the pain she might have to suffer in the future. I remember my dad he would take out bake and play with me even if the game was  dum . Then my mom would call us in for breakfast and he would carry me in on his back he said that he was my night and I was his prinnsess. Later after he joined the army every now and then we get a letter his way of telling me that he wasn't died  he didn't say that but it was in piled.

Now I'm fithteen I have a job well at the mall and my mom a doctor

Some times I forget about my dad sence he's been gone for eight years.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 23, 2015 ⏰

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