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The Explosion

I knew there was something wrong, that morning when I left the house for school. I had asked what was wrong but all the time they kept saying,

“We’ll talk to you after school”. By the time school was over I had forgotten all about it and to me it was just like any other ordinary day. I strolled down the road, which led to my house, quite happily. I popped into the corner newsagents first, to pick up a bar of chocolate and a magazine. I had planned to stay in and watch television all night and laze around. Going to the shop had made me late.

When I got home my parents were sitting in the living room in silence, no television, not talking, just gazing at a piece of paper. They slowly turned to me, with there heads bowed down,

“Sit down sweetheart” my mother suggested worriedly. I walked over to the chair facing the two of them and waited anxiously on the edge of my seat.

“What’s wrong, is it Nan, has the dog been hurt, what, what?”

“No, it’s nothing like that, no one has been hurt”, mother replied in a very calm and blank way.

“Then what is wrong, you were both like this, this morning?”

“We should have told you before now, but we couldn’t, we were afraid of what you would do. Honest I wanted to tell you, I swear!” she pleaded frantically.

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My father got up and walked over to me. He kissed my head and put his arm around me, and handed me a piece of paper. It was a letter; it was a letter from an adoption agency. I stood frozen for a moment and then threw the letter, ran upstairs, slammed my bedroom door and cried myself to sleep.

I couldn’t believe it I was adopted. Where did I come from? Who was I? The days grew longer and the nights grew colder. There was no end of my weeping and sobbing. I could not get over it, why ...

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