My life as a teen was pretty cool. I never had to worry about money, had loads of friends, and did pretty well at school too. Some people said I had it all, all except a dad of course. My dad passed away when I was 12, leaving me and my mom alone, though comfortable.

Every morning was similar. I woke up 6AM sharp and went on a run. I’d run a block or two, then swing by the bakery around the corner from our building to get my mom’s breakfast. When I approached my building I saw a woman at the entrance. She was ringing my doorbell and mumbling under her breath. I tapped her on the shoulder and said I was the owner of the apartment, and to my surprise she suddenly hugged me! She then took my face in both her hands and said “My son!”. I heard a record scratch. Son?! I didn’t have a mom! I’d been alone since my dad died! She started telling me about how she left my dad ages ago and only recently found out that he died and her son was alone. I felt bad for her, she made me uncomfortable but then she started crying.

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