The Kick off

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When I was little I had a good life. I had the perfect mom, the perfect dad, the perfect family. We were the family everyone wanted to be. The family everyone wish they were. We had everything.

At the Start of my 3rd grade everything turned upside down. It was the moment I decided I was-

"Carder get down here, we need to talk to you." called my mom.

Not amused I continued to play with my toys.

"Carder, There is something we have to tell you" called my mom for a second time.

If only I new that would be the moment my life would change for ever.

As I walk down the stairs into the kitchen I see a man with a longish Brown beard holding hands with my mom. And he was NOT my dad. My dad was a put together man with a good job and a family and this guy...well he looked like a stoner. He had the edgy beanie and the clothes. He was not someone my parents would ever want to be associated with. So why was this messy man in my house?

As I watch my mom put her hand on top of her other, she looks up to me as she says.

"Carder, th..this is Max, Max Johnson."

In the moment the name did not sound familiar, but looking back on this how could I not remember this mans name. He was the man my mom was always on the phone with, the man my mom would not shut up about. Saying he was a great guy and a great mentor.

This man was my moms boss, My mom was his student and she was here to tell me-

"I'm pregnant" called my mom in excitement and relief that this secret was finally out.

The secret that my life was not as it seemed and that my life was not a dream. My life was a whole lie and this is where it all started to unravel.

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