one chance [k.b of day6]

forty six

"i am your real mother."

those words struck me hard. i start to cry.
"this isnt true. it cant be. why are you saying this? is it cause my REAL mom doesnt want me?"

she looks at me and cries.
"its true. i am your real mother. believe me."

i then look at her and get up from my seat. i cant do this.

"wait! let me explain how this happened"
at this moment this woman is holding my arm so tight. i wanna believe her but i cant. if this mess is true then i wouldnt be a mess by now.
why did i have to suffer through a hella childhood?

i try my hardest to lose her grip. she let go and i run.

im done.