It's been almost four years, I lived alone in my mom's cramped apartment, this is the one my mom bought before she married my dad.
I'm Theodore, my dad is Aaron and my mom is Lisa.
Almost every day I went to a park to clear my head, I loved reading novels and listening to music.
The reason I love going to the park is when I can see the interaction of a child and their father, which I've never had in my life.
All my life I just remembered my mom's love, her kisses, and her warm embrace. I can't even describe my dad's love, his kisses, and his embrace. Because I've never felt it.
You must be wondering where my dad is. Did he die or did my mom and dad split up?.
The answer is no.
My mom and dad didn't separate, even the three of us lived together like a normal family.
But, my dad never had time to play and listen to my stories about my day. He's too busy with his job as a teacher at one of the city's top schools. Not just being a teacher at that school, but my dad also became a confidant of the school owner.
When I was 15 my mom died, I was devastated. The only person who ever filled my days with affection left me.
One week after my mom's funeral, I decided to leave home. I hate it when I'm at home, because every place at home reminds me of my mom. That makes me miserable.
Another reason I decided to leave home was my relationship with my dad, who was like a complete stranger. All my life I never talked to him except for the things that mattered.
I never hated my dad, because my mom always said never to hate your dad, even though he always ignores you.
I live in a my mom's tiny apartment which that's very different from the house I lived in with my parents. Majestic and luxurious.
Every holiday I go home to visit my dad.
And today I have to go home to my parents.
I arrived to my house parents, I made my way towards the door. "I'm home." I yelled, getting in the house.
Mr. Aaron lips stretched into a smile. "Theodore, my son." My dad greeted me.
"I'm so tired, dad. I'm taking a shower." I said, and climbed upstairs towards my room.
I've been holed up in my room since I was at my house until dinner. Suddenly, I hear someone knocked my room door. "Theo!" My dad called me.
I walked to the door, opened it. My dad was standing at the door. "Yes, dad?" I raising my eyebrow.
"I ordered pizza a few minutes ago, come down we eat together." My dad said and smiled.
I walked down the stairs to the TV room, my dad sat on the couch watching TV. I sit across from my dad and we eat in an awkward atmosphere.
Even though my dad asked me a few questions, it didn't diminish the awkwardness between us. I finally decided to go back to my room.
