11/06/2025
After my parents split and my mom passed away, I went to live with my dad—the same man my mom once called a "hopeless loser." Living with him was strange; he often sneaked out late at night, and I had no clue why. Prom was approaching, but I didn’t care. I use a wheelchair, had no date, and felt completely stuck. Surgery might help, but we couldn’t afford it. I planned to skip prom. Then my dad, the man everyone doubted, surprised me by saying he’d take me. We went, and everyone adored him! He even got me dancing! The next day, we found a $10,000 check and a note that said "DAD OF THE YEAR." My dad leaned in and said, "I think I know who sent this." (check in the first comment )