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So when I was about 12 years old I remember I was just laying down on my bed trying to fall asleep. And then I started thinking of the time when my dad bought me a ice cream cone from Dairy Queen, I remember that it was a chocolate and vanilla swirl with Oreo crushings on top. And I remember we went to the park and we played basketball, and ate at Sonics. The emotions felt so real and happy. But then I remember I woke up, and remembered that the day never happened and that my dad never was there. And then I remembered that I cried because I wanted a dad growing up.