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Original Writing - The Dad I thought I knew.  

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Original Writing - Short Story The Dad I thought I knew School had finished early for the long awaited six-week break. It had felt like an eternity, but it was all worth the while; mum and dad had come to collect me. Dad called me over to his new five-door saloon, which he only wanted to bring so he could show-off. As I walked towards him, the sun reflected off the front windscreen blinding my view temporarily. He greeted me, "Hey, my little soldier." Dad always called me this, not that I minded. Florida was a boisterous town full of excitement for everyone. Dad always took me to town for our father/son day out, or wherever we suited. He played baseball with me, took me to school, the park and gave me everything I had ever wanted. He never laid a finger on me, and we loved each other dearly....

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