My Story:
I'm 14 years old, as you would see if you checked out my
profile. When I was 7, my parents got divorced. I've lived with
my mom ever since. I've hated my dad all these years. He did
something terrible-- he cheated on my mom. Last time I talked to
him was 10. I didn't even know what to say, so I just kinda
said "Hey dad". He asked how school was. How I was. I
just said "Fine". Then I hung up. He didn't say
"Love ya son".. We just hung up. Then when I was
13, I found out that he died in a car accident. I didn't even
go to his funeral.
Then about 2 weeks after that, my mom
announced that she was getting married to her boyfriend. They'd
been together for 2 and a half years, but I was mad. I didn't
want my dad replaced, even if I did hate him. But they got married,
and I've grown to like my stepdad. My mom has gotten more
serious about photography, and she considers herself a
perfessional. I support her through everything. And she supports
me. I'm thinking I'll be a photographer too. Maybe we can
share a business, me and my mom. My stepdad loves me like I'm
his son, and he's grown on me, too. Thanks for reading.
--Conner
ps I'm sure some of your stories are more traumatic. If you
want to talk about it, I'm here to listen. Bye gorgeous(: