Dad,
Now that my stitches are gone, I have a long scar on my forearm.
I've been thinking about scars a lot, though I'm not sure anything could ever leave behind the kind of mark you did.
No matter what happens to me in life, nothing will ever be as painful as the relentless ache I feel tearing through my whole body at night when all I want- is for you to come home.
I want to hate you, and on some levels I do... but you're still my dad.
I feel lost without you.
-Anthony
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Letters To You: Being Left Behind
Short StoryNo one wants to be abandoned. So when young Anthony finds out his father is gone, he starts to write letters to the man as a way of coping. Through the letters he writes, follow Anthony's journey in life as he tries to get by without his father to...
