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(This story is very depressing that if you struggle with depression, i advise yo...
'daddy, daddy, daddy! I make you something! Its a pic of me and dill and mommy. I tried my best on it!!!' Amy gave me a picture of me and my wife and her. I could tell by thr drawing that amy was going to be an amazing artist one of these days:
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She got the height right. My wife is only 1 inch shorter then i am. And also not to forget to mention that she drew my hair semi right. God shes going to be amazing one day. 'It looks too good to come out of you' i said to her. 'Really? Thank you :) i made it because it your birthday' she said. Amy is only 4 years old and I didnt know how long she would live since she had trouble breathing like i do...hopefully she lives longer past me. Dill went and grabbed the drawing from my hands. 'Why does that look like trash?' He asked 'you l-liar!!!!' Amy said to me before running to her room. 'Wait I-....damnit.' I mumbled. My wife was working hard at her job so i had to manager the kids. 'She did her best.' I looked at Dill. I suddenly got pissed but i tried to control it the best I can. 'You lied to her' Dill said 'i didn't..' I said, finding it hard to control myself. I took pills for my anger problems but it wasn't enough. 'I didnt expect her to draw that good....' I said 'dont lie.' Dill said. I suddenly lost control which i never done before. 'SHES FUCKING BETTER THEN YOULL EVER BE AT DRAWING, YOU PIECE OF SHIT.' I yelled. Dill started to cry '....no i didnt mean to-' i said realizing that i snapped 'ill make you ice cream, i swear. Daddy has problems he has to deal with and has dealt with for years' I explained
