Everyone in this world had someone who could they called as daddy, father, dad. But that wasn't include me. I had no father, since I was eight years old. My father had not died. He was still alive anyway. But, how could you called someone who had killed your mother as your father? I was eight years old when I saw my father, no, I mean that man left my mother in our burned house. My mother was my everything! But someone who said that he was my father left her alone, and died. So since that time, I lost my mother, and I had no father. Ten years later, I became a normal eighteen years old girl. I had so many friends and of course, so many home work. So that night, I opened my computer to searched for my home work. But, how unluckily I was. There was father day! So everything I found on the internet was about father. My Father My Everything, I Love My Father, Happy Father's Day, Father, Father, Father and Father. That was so annoying! I hate that man! Not long after th
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