Thor's Daughter *EDITING*

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Beginning

I been walking for what I knew had been hours. I had blisters on the soles of my feet, it would hurt worse with every step I would take.

I don't remember why I started to walk, I just started to walk. I was walking everywhere I could go. I didn't know where I was going, anywhere that wasn't where I was at, but I know that I could go far. My mom would worry about me.

My dad was never in the picture, only stories of how great he was. My mom would go on and on about him. When I would ask her about him, she would change the subject. Never once telling me his name. How she meet him, or when she meet him. I would ask if she ever really wanted to have me. She said that didn't regret any moment of it. She loved me and she was glad that she had me. She was glad that she had meet my dad. When she would talk about him, she would tell me how amazing he was. She would go on and one have great he was. She would say how much she was in love with him.

  If he was so great and he was only one person my mother loved. Why was he never around? Only her and someone else knows where he is. Her name was Jane and was over somewhere in Europe. Or that was the last I could tell you about her. No one would tell me where she was, or give me any information about her. I think they're scared that I'm going to try and find out who my dad was. Who cares at this point. If he really cared about me, he would be in my life.

When I had finally stopped to get rest I saw that my shoes were missing. How could I not know my shoes where missing? No wonder my feet hurt so much. Well, I guess that's what happened when you walk around for hours barefooted. Especially when you live in the city, it doesn't sound very safe. I lived in New York so it wasn't a smart thing to walk around with no shoes. Who knows what I could have been stepping in.

But, I guess, it was a good thing I was by a shoe store. I guess it's also a good thing that I also had money. My mom always wanted me to have the best. I think it has to do that she feels bad because of my dad not being in the pictures.

  I walk up and opened the door.'Ding' the shops door went off as I walked in. I looked around and saw it was a smaller store on the inside than it looked on the outside.

"Hello, deary." It was old white hair women. "Where are your shoes?" She asked as I looked at some slip on shoes.

I looked up at her with a small sky smile. She had a small shock in her eyes. She was shorter than me. Her back was humped over

"I lost them when I was walking. I need them before I go home. I'll probably worry my mom." I said with a small smile.

I found a pair of pretty gold laced slips with a black bottom. They looked like they would be worn by the Goddesses. They where the only pair they had and was in my size. I picked them up and held them lightly in my hand.

"You can have them deary." She said as if she knew what I was thinking. I was in love with the shoes, I wanted them.

"Are you sure?" I asked, looking at her with sad eyes. "I can pay for them. I have money."

"Yes, dear. I'm sure, I'm sure. I don't need a girl who is as pretty as you walking around the city with no shoes. " She said as she pushed the shoes closer to me."Try them on, I want to see what you look like in them." She told me.

I smiled at her and sat down in a old rocking chair, and put the shoes on. I had to wipe my feet off before I could put the shoes on. I didn't want to ruin them with what ever was on feet.

"Oh, they fit perfectly." I smiled at her "Thank you." I said standing up filling like a princess.

"You're welcome, now you better be getting home. It's going to get dark soon. I wouldn't want I see you're face on a milk carton."

I smiled and wave goodbye. I would never forget the smile on her face. I started off and it wouldn't take me that long to get to the small apartment I lived in for as long as I remembered. I don't really remember living anywhere else. It has always been that small apartment.

  I thought about my dad again, the whole walk home. I wanted to know who he was and why did leave me. I've wondered about this for ten years. Ten years of my life. I'm going to be sixteen next week. A six year old shouldn't have to worry about where her dad is. That's something a six year old should never have to worry about. Never. 

I never got a birthday present, not even a card from him. Dose he even wonder about me or even worry about me. I would of just love a call. One call, just so I could know who he is. What he sounds like.

I finely got home just as the moon was coming up and the sky was dark. You couldn't see the moon or the stars in the sky. The city lights were so bright. I wonder what it was like to see a full moon. To see all the stars in the sky.

"Mom I'm home!" I yelled as started to walk down the small hall to go to my room.

I stopped as I walk past the tiny dinning room. There was someone I've never seem before. As I stood there my mother and this women where talking and it took them a minute to see that I was standing there.

"Hey sweetie." My mom said as I walked closer.

"Hi, Erica." The women smiled.  "My name's Jane."

  What? Could this be the Jane that knows who my dad is? Can this be it? Will I finally get to know who my dad is?

"Erica, princess." She took in a breath. "We need to talk." My mother said to me as she pulled a chair out for me to sit down.

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