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Up until I was 9, I thought my step-dad was my real dad.

Up until I was 9, I thought my step-dad was my real dad. They got a divorce and I was pretty torn up. I wanted to live with my step-dad, but I couldn’t, and my mom wouldn’t tell me why.

 

One day, I was going through my moms stuff (I was a nosey little bastard) and found a newspaper article for my father’s obituary.

 

He died in a car crash when he was 24, and I was barely 18 months old when it happened. I still to this day don’t know why she lied to me about it, and I don’t even know if I should ask.