Wolf In Sheep's Clothing.The one person I admired most when I was little was my father. He took me everywhere with him I felt like his side kick. But then one day I came home and he was gone, he had got sent to prison because he almost killed my mother. I got beat and spanked everyday, but I thought it was normal, I thought everyone got beat. He is the worst person in the world. He has gotten away with murder, taken every drug known to man, and hasn't had a permanent home in years.
But one thing I have discovered about myself is that I miss my dad very much. I have a step father, but it's not the same. Can't and won't call him dad. I also haven't talked to my father in over ten years and I don't want the last time I see him to be in a casket. I'm just afraid if I let him in I will never get back out.