Daddy's Sins – The Daugther
Is it possible to have truly mixed feelings about your father? If it is, then I certainly do. For some reason, I cannot love him, but neither can I hate him.
I guess I should explain why I could love or hate him, shouldn't I? I'll begin with hate, since it's easiest.
The first time I saw my father was when I was two. My mother was pretty excited to see him and seemed to hope he was here for good. But her expression changed when he told her he only wanted another child. She yelled, then, and called him names and threw things. He got angry and yelled back. I do not remember what happened next, but my mother gave birth to my brother a few months later.
The next time was three years after mother's death. He came on Seiya's birthday and talked to the main priest. Whatever he said, it made the elderly man frown, but he could not do anything. I couldn't either, and I followed the car taking my brother away from me as long as my legs could carry me.
Now, it seems like I should hate him, doesn't it? But there was a last meeting, one that could change everything.
About a year after Seiya was taken away, one of the priests told me I had a visitor. I went to the hall, and I saw him. I tried to leave, but he came over and grabbed me. And then, he told me everything.
That Seiya was going to be sent to Greece. That he was going to be trained as a warrior. That he might die. That if he lived, he would help save the planet from a terrible evil.
He didn't stay more than ten minutes, but those ten minutes had been enough. The next morning, I ran away, using the money he had slipped in my hand to buy an airplane ticket to Greece. There, I fell and lost my memory, but I saw my brother again six years later. And everything turned out alright. Thanks to him.
Love, hate, neither or both? How am I supposed to choose?
