A few months later I was out shopping with my grandmother and sister. We had seen a strange tall man. Well, what I thought to be a stranger anyway.
My sister and grandmother hugged him. I didn't know who this stranger was. I heard him ask if it was me. I wondered how he knew me. I was scared.
I asked my sister who this stranger was. She didn't reply. I asked again. She told my grandmother to drive me to where my mother worked at. When we arrived I was told that I have two other siblings who don't live with us. I started crying because she had hid it from me all these years. I didn't even remember them from when I was a baby.
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This Little Girl
Short StoryA little girl by the name of Samantha, didn't grow up with an average life. She thought all of her life that all this was normal. Boy was she in for a treat. This life that this little girl was living in would soon all crumble to the ground. Yet wit...
