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... choice.

My father left when I was two; I didn't understand anything until I was a little older. Seeing other children walk with both their parents made me question; why didn't I have a father? A father could help a mother with things and ease her burdens, right? It was painful growing up from my dilemma, but I achieved it.

How am I supposed to grow up when I wasn't raised?*

There was no time for dreams and aspiration of childhood; there was only helping mother and stoppin ...

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