Believing

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  No way could I stay in a house with Tessa Green. I would be murdered. I would feel the pain. "Doctor? Can I tell you something?" I said. After I told him everything, I was surprised when he believed me. He even told me he knew a place I could stay. He smiled a warm smile. He had brown hair, blue-green eyes, and a beard. He was better looking than my dad. I looked around. No one looked better than this doctor.


   When he was done working on me, he said the place I could stay was his house. I smiled because I was secretly hoping it was his house. As he rolled me in my wheelchair to his car, a guy stopped us. "Dude. You can't take her. Your not her dad or anything. Plus, that girl already offered to take her so she's going with that girl." The guy said. Then he took the wheelchair out if the doctor's hand and wheeled me away.


  "Who are you?" I asked. The man smiled. "I'm your dad." He said. He took off one of those realistic masks that people wear and wheeled me away to his car.


  "No! Leave me alone! Didn't the neighbor who walked in on you guys beating the crap out of me, file a restraining order for me? My God. Why won't you just leave me alone?" I stated. My father grinned. "The kid who filed the restraining order did it for your mom and your dad. Not your mom and your stepdad. Tina,  I'm your stepdad. Your mom didn't tell you because she wanted you to love me like a dad. Like a father." My stepdad said. I stared at him in shock. "That means I have a real father that's out there?" I asked him. "Yes." He replied. Great!  I thought. That means I have a real father out there. Probably one that loves me and is looking for me right now. I can't believe it! I have a real father.  And  I'm gonna find him.

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