Mein Vater- Der Fremde
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Mein Vater zog mich alleine auf, seit meine Mutter kurz nach meiner Geburt gestorben ist.
Ich machte es ihm manchmal nicht einfach aber er gab sein bestes und er war ein toller, lieber Vater, der alles für mich tat.
Unser Haus war nicht das größte oder schönste aber wir hatten unsere Privatsphäre und ein Dach überm Kopf.
Ich liebe meinen Vater aber ich habe mich auch oft einsam gefühlt, weil er so viel gearbeitet hat.
Ich wusste nicht was er tat und im nach hinein wünschte ich, ich hätte es nie rausgefunden...
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