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I never met my Dad. I bet he's
KEWL! I grew up thinking that my Mom was my sister because my
grandparents didn't want to tell me about my Dad. He is in a special
place for people that have problems. He worked at Disney Land where my MOM met him at the Small
World Bar. He was a Winnie the
Poo. He left us before I was born. Are you him? I only have one picture of him. Isn't he
KEWL?
This is an open letter to me dad. Please dont read it unless your my daddy!
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Dear Dad, I know that I don't know you but I feel like I do. A father and a son have a special bond. Even though we didn't get to do the "normal" father/son things that fathers do to their sons, I'm OK! I didn't need to play catch with you to love you. Sure I still can't throw a ball very well but- it's OK! I accept that. Sure, Im still teased by others because I am a "bastard". Thats ok. I'm the best "bastard" I know how to be. Be true to your self. You taught me that. When you left mom, it was obvious that you were being true to who you were at that time. That's OK, too! I wish I could talk with you. I bet you're like me. Do you like Star wars, too? I know that you like animals. Every time I feed my grlfriend .. I mean, goldfish I think of you and your cats! You must love them. Whenever I asked mom about your hobbies she'd say, "All he is interested in is getting some pussy". Well, I hope that yourt dream came true and you got a pet. I bet your pussy is KEWL! I don't hate you Dad. I don't understand why you didn't want me and mom in your heart but there's room for you in mine. Want to come over? I love you. your son, |