'My Real Dad is Not My Biological Dad'

'Back in the mid to later(a) 1990s, my beget, Laura, att cease Tottenville utmost School determined in Staten Island. During her senior(a) year, she was dating a ridicule named Michael who was nightspot historic period elder than her. From what I was told years ago they had been together for some time. She was newfangled and love him at a prognosticate in her carriage even though she does not harbour that till this day. fractional way by dint of her senior year, beingness seventeen, she found come out she was pregnant; with me. The guy she thought she had loved did not smell out obligated to persist in and help her to bring forth a child. When I was quintuplet years old, my biological baffle decided he would be founder off without having a child as a duty or any(prenominal) type of responsibility. He decided to the great unwashed up his things and social movement to Florida. I memorialise him being thither for me for those five years. I loved him. why wo uldnt I redeem? Seeing him both day ended up to barely once or twice a week or whenever he felt like being a flummox. at last he left field. My mother and I were live with my gran and uncle at the time. My uncle took on the single-valued function of being my father in my life. lifelessness till this day, I count him as my number father. My grandmother was a life-size help to my mother. She was 18 when I was innate(p) so she had to polish off responsibility and endure her family. My grandmother would have got care of me tour my mother would prevail two jobs to fight down me. I estimate of my grandmother as being my second mother because she is the mavin person who I can go to for anything in the human being till this day. She has never given up on me or doubted me once in my life.\nHaving my father passing out on me left me with many another(prenominal) questions that I understood do have. I was only five when he left so I didnt really admit what was happeni ng or why he would want to leave. age passed. Weeks passed. Then, months. Even years. I kept mentation to myself, ...hes my father. He is discharge to come keister to me. I gave up on this thought. I realized he was never coming back. H... '