Daddy
My parents tell me crazy stories . I remember this one story in particular. My mom told me when I was 1 years old I was really close to my dad. One day my dad had to go to Mexico, and he was gone for 4 weeks. When he came back I cried whenever he picked me up and carried me around. I thought he was a stranger. I would cry and cry every time he tried to carry me, or hug me. With time I got more comfortable with him, and I got used to him. This story is always going to stay with me in my memories.
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