I was being forced to go talk to the man that I didn’t even know. Why would they do this to a thirteen year old kid.
“Amelia I’m so sorry for leaving you here. It was so hard to walk away and seeing you in tears. I love you so much, you're my baby girl and I want you back.”
“If you want me back so badly, why did you give me away in the first place? I don’t know if you really are my father, so I don't know if I want to go with you.” I said.
“Amelia… I just can’t explain it in a way you would understand, I’m sorry.” Said Mr.Lester.
“If you can’t tell me then why do you bother to even try!” “I yelled, “ I really don’t think I know you so I would be better off staying here.”
“All I want is to have my only child back. Is that to much to ask for?” Mr.Lester said
“You don’t even have the same last name as me.”
“You took your mothers last name. Sadly, we never were married. I asked her but she said no. I will never understand why though.”
Memories are starting to come back to me as we talk. I remember his face and my mothers. How could this be I never met my mother how could I remember her. Is there something I never was told. Ugh this is so confusing. There is no way this could be possible.
“Amelia, did you hear me?” Says Mr. Lester
“No sorry, I was thinking.” I say
“Is there anyway I can get you to come back with me?”
“I don’t know. I don’t really remember you. I remember someone who I think is my father and you really don't look like him at all.”
