I was adopted at birth, in family. But I wasn't informed until I was fifteen. I didn't feel like I belonged. My three older siblings were blonde with blue eyes. I'm black, with dark brown eyes. Something wasn't right. Not to mention the part where my mother had always randomly hated me. But that's what it is. I know my mom, well I had always known her, but now I know who she is to me. My father remains a mystery that she refuses to let me in on.
streycie streycie
18-21, F
1 Response May 7, 2012

its not important why you are different with your brod&sis what is important they treated you the same way and love you just like their own and thats count alot because you grow up very well and they are there for you and love you the same way as their own.