Yup, today is Father's Day, wopdeedo. I get to remember my dad. Funny, all I remember is his fists hitting me. Oh yeah, there was that one day that he, um, um, HE NEVER DID ANYTHING FOR ME. That prick, glad he's gone. WHo knows what kind of a person I'd be if I was still living with him. To think, all I wanted was his love. I don't even want that anymore, just an apology. Oh, and how does my big brother feel about him, he wants to see him again. WHA? DId I miss something when I was little. We have an idea where he is, we heard he could be locked up in El Myra. A jail in New York. LOL, I shouldn't say this, but I will, my mom's name is Myra. How ironic is that. LOL. I delight to in the idea that he is locked up there of all places. Though I shouldn't.

I always wonder, does he regret what he did. If i ever seen him, would I be able to forgive him? Would he want to kill my mom, for taking us away? I'd like to talk to him somehow one day, but I'd have to be in another state, that way, he'd not be able to trace call. TO fathers day, YAH.