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Chapter #5
It can't be her... right?
by: Darkangel
You walk home as fast as you can. Why would she try and find you? She probably doesn't even remember you, right? I mean, why would she put you up for adoption if she didn't want to get rid of you? There'd be no reason to try and find you... unless- no. It couldn't happen. You shift your violin and guitar to your other arm so you can get your key out from your pocket. You look at the tiny key in your hand; the small piece of metal that could mean so much. It meant that 456 High Street was your home. That Mary and Dave are your parents, not some mystery lady with your color hair. Besides, you didn't even know for sure it was her. It could be any one. For all you know, your Mom could be dead. You open the door.
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