A few weeks go by before I hear news of my mum. I've been given a chance to see her, but I refuse then I think of the upside of talking to her. Finding where she lives. The next time I see my foster parents I give them a not saying I would like to speak to my mother if I can even call her that. In the next few weeks, I went to school made a friend she seemed cool, and I found her funny. The next week it is time to see my mum. Ever since I stopped talking, they've given me a small white board after they realised, I won't come to talking any time soon. Once I saw my mum, I was shocked she looked like she was a boxer I terrible one too. I wrote 'mum I wish not to speak to you again if I ever wish to come in contact with you, I would like your address' then she spoke and I stood shocked at what she said "Mia you little girl I'm your mother and since your brothers unfortunate death I think it would be best we stayed in contact" she hands me a note I open it a phone number and an address the only thing I came here for. I give her a thanking node and walk out then I hear her mumble "I might see you sooner than you think." I let it be and look to the paper my mother might not live to get a message from me. On the way I ask the driver to take a turn down a street it was the home of my nan. Her death was like being punched in the stomach the worse news we go to the cemetery, and I go to see her. After everything she's done for me the least, I could do is see her. I left her favourite flower and think back to when I saw my mum early that day her words replay in my head. "I'll see you sooner than you think" then it hits me she wasn't planning on letting me contact her she was going to kill me I'm not going to see her I'm going to see nan and my father. I wasn't going got let that happen she can try and kill me, but she won't I won't be there instead she will die in the place where she planned to kill me.
