i have one question, who is he? i mean why dont i look like him that much, and this is the story that changed me forever.

i was born on june 14th (im not gonna tell you what year cuz i dont want you stalking me or n e thing) im confused, i kinda look like him, but were not blood related, i want to find out why my mom did this to me. she confused me more than i already am. and not to and any more damn pressure, i want to know the truth. i have a older sister and 2 younger siblings. the thing that i hate the most is that my older sister, is being bitchy all the time, it seems like she only takes her anger out on me you know?

my dad, im not really related to him until the middle of 1st grade, i got to change my last name and everything, the onl problem with that is when people look back in the year book they ask why i had a different last name and the truth is that i was adopted.

when i was little and my current dad came home from work we called him uncle greggy. he laughed and left before the darkness fell and my mom put us to sleep, marie and i that is. my dad came back in the morning as if he spent the night, we usually had baccon and eggs in the morning, marie went to preschool and i stayed home with my best friend, and then all the other kids in the day care arrived, from the town houses near us.

a few years passed with that happening most of the days, unless uncle greggy was at the fire department. then the big shocker came, they got married. i guess i was so excited, i ran to the alter in the middle of it and ended p being there for the rest of the cerimony, but most of the time i look at the pictures and see myself clinging onto my mos dress.

i was never an orphan, i only had a live worth living, i had the best friends to help me out when ever and watch out for me because i tend to be blonde in my days, when im actually brunette. the only problem back then was that i never knew why my name changed. i went from the end of the alphabet to near the beginning. it was hard, i faintly remember the agency, and the papers being signed, i even remember the Mcdonalds that we had for lunch, you really dont remember anything that was way back in third grade when your in highschool. my life confusing, i dont know what my life bacame, in this long of time, but i still wonder who he is.

i only know a few facts of my biological father, i know what he look like and that his his name is jeff. he was a "friend" of my moms when she was in college....that was like forever ago....but whatever....i dont know why she did it with him, but i guess im lucky, cus if it never happened then i would never be on this earth. i think i got my blondness from him, jeff, and thats pretty much, one day i hope to find him , and maybe, just maybe, i'll get him, the one and only jeff from my moms college in michigan.