My Stepdad Told Me My Birth Father Was Dead, 7 Years Later I Found the Man Living on the Street – Story of the Day

My stepdad told me my birth father was dead and kept me in a web of lies for years. But then, I found something terrifying that exposed a long-hidden family secret and led me to my dad, who was still alive.

They say a dad is a son’s first hero. But my father, Darrell, was different. At first, I didn’t know why he didn’t like me at all. I thought he was being strict like all dads do. But then, I realized he was treating me like a stranger. He didn’t even want me around, and whenever I approached him for something, he ignored and shut me out.

Once, I remember I was on leave from school and took my dad’s gaming console to play when he was not at home. I thought he would not mind it. But when he saw me playing with his console, he grabbed it and scolded me. That day, I saw an ugly side of my father that made me hate him.

“Don’t touch my things without asking me. You have no right to do it,” he yelled.

I was shocked and didn’t immediately understand what my dad meant by I didn’t have a right…

I sought my mom, Samantha’s, support. But instead of backing me up, she sided with my father, as usual.

I know she loves dad to the core, but what about me? Doesn’t mom love me? Where do I stand, and why aren’t you supporting me, mom? I cried inside.

My father then hid the console somewhere, and when I searched for it later, I discovered a horrifying secret the guy I believed was my ‘dad’ and my mother had been hiding from me.

A week after I turned ten…

My parents threw a party at home. I didn’t like crowded places, so I locked myself in my parents’ room. I was bored and decided to find my dad’s console and play until the party was over. I knew he would be mad at me, but I planned to put it back without a trace.

I looked for the console everywhere and finally found it in my mother’s closet. As I pulled it out, an old photo album fell off a pile of garments. I hadn’t seen it before, so I was automatically drawn to it.

I checked the photos and found one with my mother in a bridal gown posing beside a stranger. There was an address written on the back of the picture, and it seemed to be in a different city far from where we currently lived.

Who is this man, and why is mom standing next to him? I wondered as curiosity got the better of me.

Once the party was over, I showed the photo to my parents and asked who the man near my mother was. I saw their smile disappear and shrink into nervousness and shock. I thought my parents would yell at me for barging...