My Changing View of My Dad

As mostly all male child, my dad was my hero. He was strong, funny, and always knew how to fix things. I looked up to him (he was my role model) and I wanted to be just like him. He always created time to play with me and my other siblings even whenever he's busy.

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But as I grew older, some choices my dad makes which hurt the family and my mum made me sad. He was no longer my hero, I didn't want to be like him anymore but after some time, I then realized that life can be sometimes cruel and people do change. Nobody is perfect and people do make mistakes.