The Life I Never Had

For quite a long time I didn't know my dad. Didn't know his name (other then his last), didn't know what he looked like, didn't know his personality, nothing, all I had to go on was the few times my mom spoke poorly about him. What I did know was that the checks that came every month were from him. Mom always called it pity money and we never used it unless we absolutely HAD TO. The thing was my dad left the second he found out my poor orphan mother was pregnant and he didn't want the responsibility. Sure, he was only seventeen but my mom was fifteen and alone. The checks stopped coming when I was almost 11. My mom, who hated the money, was angry and called him selfish and a liar, she was very confusing, but I thought he might be dead. She said he wasn't. When I asked her how she knew this she wouldn't answer. All she said was he stopped because he got engaged and he didn't want her to find out. I believed her because she's my mom I didn't have a choice. Then a week before my sixteenth birthday my mom passed away and a social worker called my dad and I finally found out who he was and how my mom always knew what was going on with him. This is how I found out my father was Jared Padalecki and how he found out about my issues and helped me.