Deviant since Feb 14, 2008 Premium Member until Aug 19, 2014, given by `davincipoppalag
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John wanted to took Arts and Music but his father didn't agree on it. So he took a course that he don't like it much.
His father got lots of vices like smoking, drinking, gambling and even women.
John promised himself not to be like his father. He started to hate his father when his father went away with other woman and left them.
Years gone by...... John worked hard to help his family and decided to work abroad to have better income.
John don't want to talk about his father and even don't want to hear the name of it. He worked hard to help his mother. Sending money to his country and building hopes for his future.
One day his elder brother made a long distance call while John preparing himself for work.
" Hey bro whaz up!? " John answered the phone with excitement. " Please forgive dad." replied of his brother. "Why? I told you I don't want to talk about him anymore. I'm sorry bro i need to go i'll be late" John was about to drop the call when he heard someone talking to the phone.
"Hello! bro? who is this?" All he heard was a murmur and he hardly can't understand. John got angry because he kept asking who was on the phone. Then he heard his name repeated many times.
"Bro, that was dad. We are now in the hospital, in the ICU. Dad got stroked!"
Tears sheds on John's eyes. He can't explain what he feels.
One week later...... John went home to his country and he met his dad again. Without a word he embraced his father.
You can call me duke (yup! a small "d") A simple guy from Philippines but currently in Taiwan. I love music and photography. A beginner and a self taught and wish to see my works on the magazines or being recognized all over the world.