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My Real Dad is Not My Biological Dad

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Back in the mid to late 1990's, my mother, Laura, attended Tottenville High School located in Staten Island. During her senior year, she was dating a guy named Michael who was nine years older than her. From what I was told years ago they had been together for some time. She was young and loved him at a point in her life even though she does not admit that till this day. Half way through her senior year, being seventeen, she found out she was pregnant; with me. The guy she thought she had loved did not feel obligated to stay and help her to raise a child. When I was five years old, my biological father decided he would be better off without having a child as a responsibility or any type of responsibility. He decided to pack up his things and move to Florida. I remember him being there for me for those five years. I loved him. Why wouldn't I have? Seeing him every day ended up to only once or twice a week or whenever he felt like being a father. Eventually he left. My mother and I were living with my grandmother and uncle at the time. My uncle took on the role of being my father in my life. Still till this day, I count him as my second father. My grandmother was a big help to my mother. She was eighteen when I was born so she had to gain responsibility and support her family. My grandmother would take care of me while my mother would work two jobs to support me. I think of my grandmother as being my second mother because she is the one person who I can go to for anything in the world till this day. She has never given up on me or doubted me once in my life. Having my father walk out on me left me with many questions that I still do have. I was only five when he left so I didn't really know what was happening or why he would want to leave. Days passed. Weeks passed. Then, months. Even years. I kept thinking to myself, "...he's my father. He is going to come back to me." I gave up on this thought. I realized he was never coming back. H

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