What Really Happened

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You see, I know I wasn't normal, I know I wasn't perfect. But I did know one thing, Marcus was. Marcus is three years, one month, nine days, three hours, 27 minutes, and 43 seconds younger than me (again, I know I'm not normal). I was there... when Marcus was born. He had the cutest curly black hair and the chubbiest little cheeks. I just wanted to hold him and never let go. He was just all together the cutest little brown baby I had ever seen.

Our father, James, is half African American. He's real tall, muscular, but he's really... Dark. So Marcus looked mocha when he was born and got darker as he got older. But me, I can't even tan. I'm like clear, well compared to James. What happened to me? I don't know, honestly I think I was adopted 😁. But let's not get into that.

Our mother, Christa, she's tiny. Light blonde hair, beautiful green eyes, long thin legs, perfect skin. Just all together perfect. She looks like she's in her early 20s. But in all reality she's turning 36 in a few months. I wish I could be like that. Perfect. But I'm not. I'm an outcast, and ugly duckling, the odd one. I look nothing like anyone in my family. Some people, at family reunions, ask who I am, if I'm just a friend. It's like no one knew Christa had a daughter.

Sometimes I play along and act like I am just a family friend. Like I am just a nobody. But others I tell them who I am. I like to see their reaction. Like oh shit, I just made a big mistake. Let's try and make it worse. "Oh. You've gotten so big!" Ya. Like you even knew who I was. But it's whatever, right?

It's totally okay though. It doesn't bother me much anyways. Moving on.

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