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Her body was limp, numbly draped across the sofa. Shadows crept around the dark dreary room like cats stalking their prey. The room was motionless; everything lay still, as if dead. The cigarette she held in her hand smoked gently upwards as if being sucked up by an imaginary black hole. The chaise-lounge she lay upon looked ghostly white, never having been touched by unclean hands. The letter was still in contact with her right hand. The letter she had received from who she thought was her mum. The letter that brought her, already shattered world, crashing down before her eyes. The letter enclosed a deep sense of emotion. It changed her whole past. Everything was different now.

'I'm sorry' the letter began. 'I know I should have told you earlier. You've called me mum for all these years but I'm not who you think I am. When you were born your real mum was only a child herself and couldn't have looked after you, so she put you into care. That's when I came along and took you under my wing. I brought you up as my own but now I think its time