•Chapter 2•

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I started slowly walking home,to hopefully not so quickly face what was going to happen to me at home.

When I finally reached my house I saw a police woman from what I know standing at the door looking me with a face full of sorrow.

I approached my house and asked the lady,"I'm sorry,but who are you and what are you doing here?"

The lady smiled a faint smile and told me,"I am Stacy your social worker"she said with a smile that immediately disappeared and replaced wit with a face full of sorrow when she said,"I am here because just 2 hours ago your father died in a car crash and we just found out that he is not your real parent and your real parents are willing
to take you in so I'm here to take you to the airport where your brothers will take you back to Italy"

I stared blankly at her,processing the words,"wait what,did you say my "dad" just died in a car crash"my heart was jumping with joy although I wasn't showing it.she nods with sorrow in her eyes.

"And apparently he is not my real father and my parents are out there in Italy waiting for me to come home!"I practically shouted.
(In a happy way)

She nods this time with a faint smile which quickly reached her eyes when I said,"And I have brothers!?!!"hopefully they are not like "dad"

She nods again chuckling"yes so if you don't wanna be late,you better go pack now"

At that I ran to my room and packed everything that I have;some clothes,and some daily necessities

After packing I ran done with a bag half full with stuff and shouted,"done!"

She nods and gestures me to the car.

Halfway to the airport my mind was filled with things
'what if they don't like me'
'what if they treat me like how "dad" treats me'
' and I have brothers I don't think it's just one or two, I better avoid them for now'
'what if dad also treats me like "dad" did'
I finally concluded,I'm staying low until I trust them.Which I hope would happen.though I'm quite thankful I studied Italian in school,that way I would not need to catch up in school there.

After awhile I reached the airport.Now let's just hope nothing goes wrong,then my brain reminded me that my brothers are coming to pick me up.nevermind.

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