gift or curse

Chapter one

Chapter one

Is anything that you get from birth truly a gift, maybe it's a curse. Mine didn't start until I got a lot older, not much but older. I was basically abandoned around maybe two years old, I was sick enough that even my mom left me to die. But I lost all memories from back then, the sickness ripped everything from memory.

To be fear I remember everything with stories and things I've written along with those I found as friends. But sometimes you have to let friends go, even the ones that are ghosts or those who never crossed over. Some have been so scared to go that I have to help them find their family to help them join.

Being in America after my parents brought me here they gave me a name somewhat like a British name but also like my father's great great great grandmother whose name was Selene. Is it fear that I don't know my mother's name, face, or even family history. Things that would be found soon to be would be so much different than even I would understand.

It wouldn't happen until I struggle to write anything, I am up most nights with my friends and many have different names for them. Demons or whatever but I know them most of my friends for I have made peace. They help me think to help me sleep but for some reason, I'm still struggling with my new book that my publisher wants or many other want songs by me but still hit a brick wall. I have saved many for this. It soon became December seventh. I sent my parents a letter to tell them everything that I know about me along with communication. I left my life in the city to take my peace from everything to listen to music make the blood flow.

Soon I would be given a letter from them that would explain that I would have to arrive in Britain U.K. For something had happened to my biological mother, now I had something important to deal with that would change everything.

When I read it I heard one voice in my ear telling me not to go, that it would be wrong. But I knew better to at least to call the number I knew I didn't have much money left.

Soon being told that a plane would be waiting at an airport I would be on my way to figure out what would be a change.

Seeing where we were going slowly put my stomach of nerves in my throat. I never really had been home since I was adopted. I found my permanent family at the age of ten. I kept scaring my other families from speaking about what was happening. I kept talking about scary things that no one else saw or knew about, it was normally ghosts from the older times that had seen or gone through times, I don't know what is to happen now. I don't understand really why I was being brought or told that someone from my own bloodline actually cared for me. I don't understand confusion hit but now I'm lost as if I'm in a fug.

As I sat waiting for the descent to where I belonged afterwords I took a car to where I was being requested to go. As I got there i noticed that there was no one I knew.