I slowly walk over to my stepdad and sit on his lap. He reaches into his pocket to pull out some gum but I don't think he notices when a key falls out of his pocket. I wasn't wearing any shoes so I picked it up with my toes. "So step. Is there a reason why I'm sitting on your lap? No? ok great bye!" I said quickly as I made a beeline for the stairs. "Wait!" He screams but I don't listen.
I run up to my room and pick up the key from my toes. I slide it into the key hole. Perfect fit.
I lift up the top and it creaks open. Inside is a bunch of pictures of a man with eyes the same color as mine. On the bottom of the stack of pictures is a note.
Hello. If this is my daughter Tina then this is me your father. You were born on a Tuesday. That forever became my favorite day of the week. Enough about me, I wanna know about you. 718-438-2750
With lots of love,
Mark Barns
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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.
