I Reminisce
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I Reminisce
I remember when it all started, when this whole merciful life came upon me. It stated not long ago when my father left. I was eight when that bastard father of a man disappeared into the dust. Not even a simple good bye to his only son. I hope he burns in hell. My mother was probably better off without him. She managed better without him. But to all good there's bad. That's when my mom died. I was only twelve and left to plead for myself...