Adding Madness

Chapter One

Ever wonder why a ceiling cracks under pressure?

As I looked up at the ceiling I've been living under for the past 16 years. I could understand why I felt I was going to miss this room. Looking at the pale blue walls, the worn out mattress, and the window with the broken blinds. How else would I feel if I was leaving the one place that comforted me for as long as I could remember. Moving from this dingy city in Colorado and into a condo in Massachusetts was definitely an upgrade. And my parents Linda and James deserved a change in scenery.

After all they've done for me because I was the daughter they always wanted. After Linda found out she couldn't have children they instantly looked to adopt. It was a matter of fate 16 years ago when I was found in abandoned house with no sign of anyone. It was around the same time that they we going to give up because the adoption process was taking to long. Not soon after that Linda and jack adopted me and they've loved me since.

I grew up happy even though I knew wasn't theirs. I didn't look like them at all and I remember always bringing it up. They told me the truth when I was ten and I understood why. I never lashed out or got upset with them. In Fact, I only got angrier with the people who originally left me. Mom and Dad gave me everything they could ever imagine I'd want. But I'm just quiet and don't like showing emotion. Showing emotions was just a weakness for people to use against you. Linda constantly tried to make me friends, but they got bored with me and left. My parents loved me nonetheless. I didn't complain about moving either because I was over my past dictating who I was in this town.

I took one last look at the room before leaving it. This was goodbye to an old life I didn't miss. The only thing I would miss the most was my best friend Diana and her corny jokes she never knew weren't funny in the least. I wouldn't miss the looks we got from the people we lived around. And it was because we were the " other" family to everyone else. The family made up of a black child and two white parents. It was their problem it bothered them so much.

I lifted myself from my bed and jumped down the stairs and into the living room. The best memories were made here. The days where id come from a boring day of school, we'd all lay on the carpeted floor, and just watch Justice League episodes with a mixture of very unhealthy junk food beside us. The laughter that came from those days softens the pressure on me. I neared the front door when I was suddenly pulled from my thoughts by Linda's voice.

"Keira, could you hurry up the drive is about a day and 5 hours, and we need to leave before it gets dark", Mom yelled from the car.

"Yeah I'm coming now," I replied. I locked the door and stepped onto the path to the car. As I looked up at the sky and it was a red and orange color from the sun setting. I slide into the car and I couldn't help but think this was change in my life would be as uneventful as most days I have lived.

"Well everyone say goodbye to our old home ", Dad said with a slight smile on his face.

Then he pulled the car out of our old driveway and onto the road.

As he drove I could see my house in the distance and couldn't help, but feel a ping of sadness. I was leaving the place where I knew all the back turns, secrets, and where I knew to keep myself invisible and comfortable. This was the place where I knew where I belonged and how to act. I didn't know what to expect in Massachusetts. I couldn't help but think if my original parents could ever find me now that I was leaving the place where I was born and that the thought made me mad. If I ever saw the people who left me all alone they'd regret it.