finding father

as he hugged me with his big strog arms and i looked in this large brown eyes, just like mine, i felt safe and sucure and it was like i was home...

i sat up strate in my bed with beds of sweat on my forehead. uggg, that was the forth dream this week! why do i keep dreaming about him? i mean he left me and my mom when i was a baby. you would think that if your father left you then you would hate him not have dreams about him and keep trying to find him. but this time it was different i have fond him, but i dont know how to confront him. what was i suposed to say, "het dad im your daughter and u left me and hear i am!" i am so worried that he wont love me or he will hate me. but i was deturmend to fingd him, it was fathers day so i was going to find him and give him a girt so that it might soften him up!

as i got ready, i choose the clothes that most say me so he has a good idea of who i am. what is he going to do when he sees me with my long brown hair and my tall body and olive tone? i mean what if i look exacly like him, or not at all i am so scard! i almost bail but push myself as hard as i could out the front door.

on the ride there i stop and pic up a dr. pepper my favorite soda and headed on the rode to albuquerque, just miles away from were i live.  and this was only the biggening.