"What's wrong my dear??"said mrs thompson the problem was that ive never met my mother. I told mrs thompson but she was shocked she stared at me and slowly pulled out a picture of a beautiful lady. she reminded me of someone I know really well.Almost really well. a light bulb then struck me. she looks like me alot like me
"this is your mother" she said as she handed me the picture.
But I dont get it my aunt told me that she's dead I said as I sobbed
"whats thats messed up why would u tell a 12 years old that her mother is dead when shes clearly alive , I mean that coukd cause u some serious issues"
"what do u mean by shes alive ?" I asked coming closer to her and wiping my tears."Lets take a little trip shall we??"mrs thkmpson asked as she held my hand tightly. I wasnt sure what to do she was a women that I have never met before she could be a murderer or worst of all she could be lying but why would someone be that horrible and lie to someone they dont know.
