I thought i knew the person i was, my family and everyone and everything surrounding me.Isn’t it strange that you don’t really know the person you spend every second of your life with? You know everything about everybody, but have no clue who you are yourself.
I don’t have any memories of my mom before I was 5 or so.There are still people in my life who tell me to talk about my mother with people, get to know who she was . Who remind me that I only get one mom. But why would such a great women abandon her one and only child?
Every word of this story is a blade in my heart. My mother has been in steady decline for nearly 17 years now. She is supposed to be getting old.
"JANE!! " uncle Matt practically screams my name, i ignore the first call , he just resumes screaming. So i decide to head down there anyway.
"Jane , jane look i found a box full of. Old phtographs of your mother, some of her belongings too!! " he says just as my heart is about to stop. My mom. I'm about to get to know a little more about her. I take the box and thank uncle matt Silently with a simple nod and make my way upstairs.
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where wings can fall
Romanceafter the disappearance of her mom , jane lives a life that seems so perfect , her uncle and his wife have created a stable home where she is family , but when her mother suddenly appears one day and tries to convince her otherwise , jane has to ret...
