I was an only child, raised by my Mother in Los Angeles, California. Growing up my Mom kept telling me I reminded her of my father, but she never told me anything about him.
I keep praying, hoping, striving on that day longingly when I can find the man who brought me into this world, but left me behind to continue on with his life, without (I'm assuming) a care in the world.
I'm almost 20 and I want to find him, I want to ask him why he left me behind in this cruel, cruel world that he didn't protect me from. Aren't dads supposed to do that? Protect their family and not take the easy way out?
Mom never talks to me about him, I want to ask her but I know she will just shut me down and tell me it's not a good time to talk about it.
I will do anything in my power, to find that man. I just hope once I meet him, he will accept me in his life and we can make up for the time that got thrown away.
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Once Was, Never Again
FanfictionHannah, 19 years old, has grown up in a strict, fatherless childhood. For as long as she can remember she has asked her mother about her father, but she wouldn't tell her a damn thing. She finally breaks through one day and she gets her fathers nam...
