When I first met my father, I felt so fantastic. He was good looking, and always showed concern to me. However, after a week, I found the problem. The new father never worked, and bugged me too much. He also never paid attention or help anyone, except me.
It was the next morning. I woke up, and went out to the yard, with my father. He
was my original father, and he gave a shovel to me. I dug up the ground, and found an old dirty lamp. It looked familiar. I wiped the lamp and a genie appeared, and promised to grant me three wishes. Guess what I did? I told him that I did not need them.
Now, I am with my father, whom I hated, but who I love the most now. I looked up, and saw my father smiling. I recognized that I had misunderstood my father until now. He was, and is friendly, and always nice. I want to say "Thank you." to the genie of the lamp, because now I realize how I really feel about my father. Now, I love my father. I truly love my father.
