I know no one cares to read, so just skip me. I grew up way too fast, I never had a chance to be a kid. My innocence has been taken away from me, by a father that God has given to me. I will never know how a father is like, but I guess that is okay. I'm pretty strong without one, even though I feel empty. I feel sad seeing children with there fathers that it makes me want to cry, but at the same time I'm happy that they have fathers who loves and protect them from harm. I'm glad that I know how a mother is like, because I have a best mother that God has given me. She gave me love, happiness and tried her best to protect me. She didn't know what was going on and why I acted the way that I did when I was small. I told her everything when I was 27 and she wished that she had knew that and understood my behavior. They split up when I was 2, because my father...