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The words were on the tip of my tongue.....that one question that has haunted me forever....every night I'm alone.....a few tears escape ..m I so bad? ...that horrible? ...that....it's killing me...I need to know ....I wanted to ask her why....why was he that way...why does he hate me... but i still sit here my mind wondering all the reasons one could make him hate his own flesh and blood.....but it's beyond me....maybe it's just freaky me...just me....