My momma is helping me with this project. I have been with
her for a while now. I was adopted on January 24, 2014. And for this long I am
glad I am with her. She is a mother I never had. For a long time I have been thinking
about my real mom. Because I wonder that why she did what she did to me. And my
dad. I wonder why it had to be him and not someone else. Sometime I think it
shout have been me and not him. Because I love my dad and i rather it be me.
And I wish I could be here. She is the
best things that ever happen to me. Because I thought I will never find a family
who will love me for who I am. And not because of what I look like. I am making
a scrap book about my life. Because I wont to till people that I am tired of
hiding myself from people. I wont to till the real me. I have friend who is
there for me but I have not told them who I am.
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