I started to cry. "Your really my dad. I love you. Keep me. Did you leave me or did mom leave you. Well she is no longer my mom. I'm so confused." I said to my dad. "It's okay. All will be explained soon. Come on." He led me to his car, his friend coming along. We went over to Burger King and we all got whoppers. "Now. Tell me a little about yourself." My dad said while taking a bite. "I should be asking you that question." I replied. "Well, I'm your father and your mother kicked me out so I didn't not want to be a part of your life. Does that explain everything?" He asked impatiently.
I saw him stare down at his hand. It seemed to have writing on it. No, I'm probably just hallucinating. "So, uh we're gonna go look around at places once we're done here, ok?" He said while glancing up and looking down at his hand. "Dad? Why do you keep looking at your hand?" I said confused and curious. My dad's phone rang. He backed away from the table and answered, "Yah," He said. "I've got her. Uh huh. Yah. We'll be on our way. Bye boss." He looked uncomfortable. "Your not my dad. Your NOT my dad. YOUR NOT MY DAD!!! Help!" I screamed. My 'father' looked at the doctor and said, "Get her." The doctor guy grabbed me and started yanking at my hand and when we were almost at the door, I turned and looked at a couple behind us and screamed,"HELP ME!"
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Teen FictionThis is a story about a girl named Tina Yip and what happens to her when she is walking home from school. Secrets will be told, and the truth will find its way out.
