All we can ask is, “Why?”
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Absent
By Angel Guerrero
My name is Angel Guerrero, President of P.O.P.S. the club, and here is my story.
My father, Raul Guerrero, has been absent from my life since I was just over one; to be frank, he wasn’t there at all. He left a black hole in me that was littered with anger, sadness, bitterness and so many questions.
Many people don’t understand the hardships of not having a father, so let me show you. Many years ago, my mother was driving around in Compton on a nice day, with my siblings and me. A nice day, mind you, until my brother and sister asked my mom where their father was.
“He left because he doesn’t love you,” my mother said.
The look on their faces is still difficult to describe:
These two naïve and innocent little faces having trouble comprehending how their father could not love them, want to be with them. Sometimes I ask myself the same thing. “Why?” Many years later, I ask myself the same question. “Why?”
That question may never be answered. I will not be the last, nor am I the first to ask. These same questions that I continue to ask myself may never find answers. And that is why, in my heart where my father ought to be, there is a black hole littered with anger, sadness, bitterness, and so many questions, never to be healed, never to be put away in peace.
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