For tears that were shedNo one has ever told me that my life was strange. It seemed to be quite normal to me. I had a beautiful wife, four kids and numerous jobs to boot. I figured, hey, it's been going along so well, I might as well get myself in track.For tears that were shedin The simpsons
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Years have passed now. I'm not the man I said I was a few sentences back. My kids are four,five, twelve and thirteen. Raised by a loving mother and father. But the kids keep asking me strange questions. "Dad, who are you talking to?" "Dad, there's no one there." "Dad, is something wrong with you?"
I take a glimpse at their mother. She's still the same as all the years that past. Red hair, sleek blue mini dress, and those crystal blue eyes that stared back at me. They reminded me of all the things that went on during my life.
Sophie, the 2nd oldest, lowers her head as she looks at me. She always knew something was up. "Dad, who are you talking to?" Her fist clenched suddenly.
I remained silent taking a small gander at her mother.
Her mother smiled gently. "I t