The Real Story Part 1.

" Nothing's going to change my World." -The Beatles

The thing is, something has changed my world. Something I wish that had not happened. My Dad was sent to jail Feb. 15th 2007. The day was my boyfriend Kyle and my two year anniversay and the day my world changed. My father is a modest guy. He provides for his family and has a big heart. I'm just like my Dad, in almost every way.

Everything happened so fast, I just literally cringed at the thought of that day. A social worker had came to my house the day before, she needed to talk to my siblings and me. I was confused, angry and wanted nothing to do with this. I wasn't sure why this woman was here and mostly I just wanted her to go away. But that didn't happen. So one by one we took out turn sitting in the living room with this lady. (My heart is pounding right now) And she asked the most horrible questions in the world. Has you Dad ever touched you? Shower with you? Touch you in a wrong way?

God must have stopped me from punching this lady in the face or throwing up at her. I was shocked. I didn't know what to think. I answered them honestly , the answers being No to all of them. She then told me something even more shocking. That my Dad was being accussed of molesting one of my younger brother's friends.

What do you think? My mind was throwing all these ideas, some very unpleasant and wrong. My Dad isn't that guy, he will never be. I don't care what anyone thinks. Because Iknow the truth and so does God. Later on, I found out their only defense was that my Dad's handprint was on the kid's jacket. But the system fucked my Dad and our family. Our life.

So she left, my Dad came home from work, but I stayed in my room. I was scared, scared for my family and for my Dad. I didn't no what to do. I finally went to the kitchen to do something, it was late and I was going to bed. I went to say goodnight to my parents, my Dad was laying in his bed, after a long ass day at work. "That's stupid huh?" He asked me. "Yeah." I smiled. "Those people are so stupid man" He laughed and I laughed and felt a bit better. And went to bed. The next time I would see my Dad would behind a glass window.

(But for now, that's where I'll stop. I'm currently in Oceanside with my boyfriend Kyle, about to go shopping with his Mom. Before I can go downstairs, I need to recompose myself. Let the tears hide in my eyes , because no one knows my pain. But for now, Later.)