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2 weeks later May 18th, 2010
For me to turn 10 not too long ago.... I often catch myself thinking about how much I hated life. My life specifically. I hate the fact that I'm not normal like the other kids. You know that one weird kid that no one likes and yet they get a Valentine's candy? Yea even they get one except for me. Even the girl that kissed Peter Trobber behind the boys bathroom would receive one. I never get invited or included into school activities. Nobody actually wants me to be around them. I don't understand what I did to get treated this way but I guess it has a lot to do with me since my own mother wants nothing to do with me as well.

I stormed upstairs with the left over cafeteria food still painted all over my uniform. I quickly got out of the uniform and took a quick shower. I went back down stairs and seen my babysitter still watching The walking dead. She paid me no mind actually. I walked into the kitchen and warmed me up some left over pizza. The doorbell rang

"I got it!" I yelled already knowing who it was. I opened the door and I ran right into her arms

"BB!" I yelled

She laughed and picked me up, "you're so dang small. Do you eat?" She smiled pinching my cheeks

I laughed, " I do eat. I just don't get fat. I wanna get fat though"

She put me down, " of course I know you and nooo I like it you being small" she stepped all the way in and closed the door, "where's your mom?" She questioned

"Uhhh at work still." I answered going to the beeping microwave. BB followed me, "how was China?" I asked

She sat down, "it was beautiful. The people the culture the music the smell the art just everything was so pure and beaut-" she stopped to looked at me and I stared back smiling. I always wanted to go to China but I can't afford that so I don't speak. "I wish you could've have came actually" she finished

"I have school" I frowned, "but there's always a next time right cousin BB?"

"Yes there is" she nodded her head

I sat my plate down next to beyonce. I sat down next to her. She took a bite of my pizza. I glared at her for touching my food.

"So can I ask you a question" I asked looking at her

"Go for it"

"Who is my mom?"

She froze in time. She didn't look anywhere in particular. She didn't blink or breath. She was in a daze. Stuck in another dimension as soon as the last syllable hit my bottom lip. I snapped my fingers trying to get her attention. She blinked taking a deep breath. She apologized and asked for the question again. I repeated it and this time I got an answer

"Your mother is somebody that was gentle and did everything through her heart"

No that wasn't the answer I was looking for but it brought me closer to an answer

"So you know my mom?" I asked

"Eat your food" she insisted with a weak smile

"Hmp" I said shaking my head, "why everytime I bring up my mom no one wants to tell me"

It was silent. I looked at beyonce and she looked like she was lost for words. She was trying to form a sentence the best way she knew how to

"Because the answers to your questions is only with her. I stand where I stand"

"And where is that?"

"As your cousin"

I sighed picking at the pepperoni. Bey grabbed my hand, "hey, it was her lost. She made a mistake and there's nothing she can do about it. You're an amazing beautiful talented gentle girl. Anybody will be lucky to have you as their daughter. And I promise you that you aren't the reason your mom isn't here. She's not here because well I don't know why but what I do know is that Anybody would die to be your mom." She smiled