Part 26

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So here it is. My new home. I got very good offer of a house after I had lived in my, now already last, apartment for a week. The owner told me that he just wants somebody to take care of the house and make it home and when I stepped inside this house, it was already home.

It felt like it was taken from my dreams. Big living room with open kitchen with a marmor table on the middle. The colours were very metallic but soft at the same time.

There was a big white cauch in the middle of the big room and one bedroom on the same floor. It was two story house with garden on the roof, where to be quietly.

In the second floor was 2 bedrooms. One for my child and the second for guests.

I loved this place but I still wanted to change some stuff to call it my home.

I was ready to go shopping when Silenece called me and said that her warmer singers had got a flu and she hadn't found somebody else for Fridays shows and she is hoping that it will be me and then she told that she would like if I would study some songs on guitar and that her friend gonna help me and I gladly accepted it.

I was going on show dance lessons with Megan so my dreams had been coming true.

Week later I was performing I can't breath on guitar and singing and showing some my show dance moves too so I loved it. I loved every part of it.

When I did it. Became a singer, how it felt, I knew that 4 of my dreams had came true. I was so happy today and overwhelmed with hormones so when I jumped in to Mirold I just kissed him with everything inside me and it went futher .

So next day I found myself naked, beside him and I didn't want him to wake up so I was as quiet as I could and left from his apartment to my house.

I had one night stand. so- 5 dreams of 18. It was crazy for me.

I hated these hormones because I wanted him. I loved him with everything and this one wonderful one night stand showed me how much we needed each other, but he wasn't calling me for a week already so I thought that he had gave up.

I wasn't mad at him anymore. Maybe it was because 3 weeks had passed and you know what people say: Time improves wounds but I was too scared to contact him because I had snucked out and never said a word.

I was sad all weekend but then one day when I came from school (yes I was still going to this hellhole) Megan surprised me with two bikes and said we are going on a bike riding and I was like okay because if it had been one thing in my list I would've got suspicious but when we were on our road I one moment got to know that we were lost and I just rode to anywhere and at that moment when I felt this wind and so free that I forgot who I am. I loved this feeling. No attachment, no fears, so worries

Until I reached to house what I called once home. When I told my list, to meet my real parents I didn't mean I was adopted but I wanted to know them how they are with friends and so and for my luck, they had their 20 years of wedding celebration at home and it needed costum

I was ready to know them and called Megan and told her where I am and she said that she went homw after she had lost me.

I thought how I will make so they don't recognize me. So I went shopping. I took face mask and fairy wings and got in the house, but I had to regret that...

They were happy without me. Like I would've never lived there. They were free so happy and they didn't mention a word about me and it made me feel like a mistake.

I catted them for awhile, at the same burning for ache. They didn't recognize me so I decided to ask:

- "You look so lovely couple. Do you have any children?" I asked and my father said with sure:

- "No!" and at that moment I was holding back my tears and my mum added:

- "There was, but she ended up being a slut who's dating with older men"

- "But maybe she loves him..." I assumed

- " No she don't. She is just desperate so she made up this decease... So she could find a excuse not to do what we assumed" My mother said and I quickly run away not telling them a word...

Sun was shining in the outside but in the inside it felt like raining. My parents were lovely and happy without me and they... hated me. I hate it all....

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