My Books, My Life My father was an alcoholic, and practically everything else, which was too bad, because he had a wife and children who worshipped the ground he walked on. He chose those things above us, but he still tried to control us, not even letting us have any friends, and he beat my cat. I was always so angry, but I kept it in like a caged tiger, and the only way I could handle life was be...

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My Secret During class was raised the subject that everyone has a secret, and that I have a secret. Upon this subject, then, I thought within myself that the definition of a secret is in truth a philosophical one, even if the topic of a secret, itself, has not been well thought out by the great minds of philosophy. Whether a secret is a thought, a deed, or being is a thought that intrigued me, so I thought it a...

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