Flapping colorless pants and a shirt , dismal things most strange in this place . He was running upslope by the boisterous stream . Despite the clothes his face was incandescent , and when he saw me he wheeled his arms and came on ever faster . Then history entered me , my own and all the rest of it , more than I could hold , history like a heavy rain , so I knew the man coming along was my father ... ... He was beside me in moments , stretching out his hands .

A: What may happen after I saw my father ?

finding myself in the oddest of situations has led me tocrave self - destruction and self - inflicted problems . only knowing myself when i am down has turned me intoa miserable prick who craves disaster . i truly am myown worst critic , and i am aware of the damage i am imposing on those around me . i am not aware of whyi refuse to change , i am fully conscious my intake hascaused me to become anything but immune to illness , i have no doubt that i search for pain wherever i go .

A: Why would this person be craving unhappy events in their life .

The one detour from this set program was when I discussed with one parent whether I should call the ambulance ... See I had the parent list thier allergies when they dropped them off an I KNEW she had a peanut allergy and I walked her through the food last night that she should avoid . I did not moitor her eating because she saidshe had it and she had been ding this for a while now .

A: What should the person have monitored about the child ?

I decided to lay flat on the side of the bed to see if it fell in the crack since it was where he had his nap but all I can find was his old pacifier when he was a tiny baby . I was losing hope when I found one at the very far end . It is amazing what you can find underneath the bed .

A:
Why is the narrator looking for the baby 's item ?