| Fifty Nine |

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My dad took me out to dinner.

It was weird.

Really weird.

But I guess if he wanted to do it,

he was allowed to.

He is my father after all.

We got our menus,

and though everything looked good,

I stuck with the safest choice;

a salad.

But dad told the waiter

to give me a steak instead.

Dad was trying again.

He was.

And I tried eating for him,

to make him satisfied,

but I couldn't.

My stomach didn't allow any more

than three bites.

You should've seen his face.

It was so sad,

an emotion you will never experience.

Sadness,

you sadist.

After that, though,

dad said that he'd make a doctor's appointment

for me.

Though it made me mad,

I didn't have the energy to argue back.

But that's okay.

Whatever makes him happy

will make me fine

I'm fine

I'll be fine.


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