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Now today's first story comes from a throwaway account titled

My Mum 39 female, lie to me, 17 male and my real dad late 30s male just showed up for the first

time. Sorry if this is incoherent but my mind is racing right now. My dad died when I was eight years

old. Well, the man I thought was my dad did. My mom dated other men, but she's never remarried

or had a serious live-in boyfriend since, so I've basically been without a dad since I was eight.

But earlier today, this man came into my work. I work at a movie theatre in the concession

stand by the way. So this man came in and kept letting people go ahead of him in line until I was

done helping the customer I was with. I didn't think anything at first, but this guy was kind

and nervous, but trying to talk to me. He asked what I recommended to eat and asked what kind of

movies I liked. He seemed friendly but shy and I was just being polite and making conversation

like we're supposed to do with customers. Anyway, he paid and left and I didn't see him when

his movie finished because it was busy. Or maybe he didn't even watch a movie i don't know anyway

i got off work a little bit ago and when i got home that same man was in my living room talking to my

mum and it kind of creeped me out and my mom started panicking when i asked who he was and she just

kept saying he's no one he's leaving but the man said he wasn't leaving until we talked and said she needs to tell me the truth.

Well, you can guess from the title.

He said he's my dad.

I just felt this twist in my stomach.

My mum started rambling saying my dad that died was my real dad and how much he loved me and took care of me and that this doesn't change that.

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