Loving Them Both

I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation. You're living in the past it's a new generation. A guy can do what he wants to do and that's what I'm gonna do. And I don't give a damn bout my bad reputation. Oh no, not me and I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation never said I wanted to improve my station. And I'm only doin good when I'm having fun, and I don't have to please no one. And I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation.

Bad Reputation- Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

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It hurts to hurt. It hurt to be lied to. A little white lie is nothing, but when you've been lied to your whole damn life, it does something to you. I've only been alive for two years, but I remember every detail of that one night. I never thought much of it, actually, I never thought about it, and that's because they took that memory away. I made them give it back to me. Now I remember every thing.

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I was running. No. I was flying? Or maybe I was being carried. All I know was that someone was eager to get me away from a situation I didn't even know about. I was just a baby. I was waiting for the moment I could be held in my mothers arms, and the second I was placed in them, I felt my world warm up, but then I was set on the cold ground, and there was a knock. Soon I was in my fathers arms. I felt safe, and loved. When I reached 2 years old, my parents knew that something was off about me, they knew that I developed faster that normal kids. All my life I knew I was being raised by witches. I wanted to grow up. I didn't want to be a kid forever. On my 2nd birthday, my parents casted a spell on me to make me older. I'm practically a 2 year old in a 16 year olds body. I went to high school for freshman year, but we made up and excuse that I was homeschooled, I guess it wasn't an excuse, because it was true.

I continued on my life from there. Until now.

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I wasn't running away. My parents just let me leave the house. Hoping that I would return shortly. Little did they know that I wouldn't. I know everything. That person that was carrying me threw the woods was just another random person, they weren't important. They were not my mother. The second person wasn't my father either, they were the person that I grew up to believe was my mom, and my family. I guess I can't really blame them for lying to me. What about my birth parents? They probably hated me. They didn't even want me, they just threw me over to a different family and said, 'here, take him, I don't want him',

I grew up with 2 brothers and 3 sisters, all of them were witches, but a male witch is called a warlock. My brothers and sisters love me though even though I'm not a warlock, and they will probably be upset that I left.

I want to find my birth parents. I want to know if they're happy. If their life is satisfying. If they even love me. I did some research. It took me a few days to find my first location, but all I know is that my mom, is not good at hiding information, like addresses.

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My first, and last location is Angwin California. As soon as I got here this small town fascinated me. The shops, the schools...I decided to stay a while. Attend school and stuff, I was in no rush to get back home. There was this old abandoned house outside of town I didn't have much stuff, but I did grab a lot of money before I left. I went out and grabbed my school supplies, and some clothes.

I decided to go to school on Monday, so it would give me more time to get settled in. I don't think I ever wanted to go back home. No, I'm not a confused kid. I know what I want in life, but getting there is the hard part. In fact, there are several things I want in life, and finding my family is a start. I wonder how my birth parents are doing. I want to see them happy. I might even want to stay with them. But what if they don't want me? I can't just intrude in their life. Well maybe I could, they don't know me, they don't know my life.