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Chapter 1: I Don't Belong Here

"Honey, why would you want to find your biological parents? They gave you up. They didn't want you. We want you. We love you as if you were our own." Mom asked.

She was my adopted mom. And my adopted father sat next to her on the couch. I was twenty-three and now they were telling me that I was adopted. How could they lie to me? All these years? Did they think that I would never find out?

I mean, I knew that I didn't really look related to my parents but not every child looks like their parents. They could have gotten their traits from their grandparents and I wouldn't have known about where my traits came from because I never met my grandparents. They were all dead. I've always felt different but . . . this is a stretch. I wasn't truly a part of this family. And my parents didn't want me.

I sighed and leaned forward on my knees; I was sitting on the couch in front of them. I looked up at them and frowned, "Why would I want to find my parents?

Why wouldn't I want to find out who they are? I love you. I'll always love you both. And I won't leave you. It's just that . . ."

I stood and walked around the couch. I started pacing and raised my voice to the point to where I was almost shouting, "How could you not tell me earlier?! I'm twenty-three! Twenty-three! I knew I looked different and I always felt different. I had a feeling something was up but . . . this was no where on the list! This is worse!"

Dad stood and came over to me, "Elena. We're sorry we didn't tell you before. But we didn't know how to tell you. We finally came to the decision that no matter how scared we were to tell you, that today was the day to tell you."

I folded my arms across my chest and rocked my hip rather than tap my foot. That was too much like those brats from the movies. I was already rich because of my parents but I didn't want to look like a rich bitch and I was pissed off and upset and had to do something; even if it was just rocking my hips. "Why did you adopt me? Did something happen to the child you already had?"

Mom shook her head and looked down at the floor, "No . . . I-I couldn't get pregnant no matter how much we tried. Then the doctor said that I was barren. I wasn't medically capable of having children."

She looked up at me, "But I wanted a child more than anything so we went to the orphanage. You were only two. You weren't old enough to remember where you were or what was happening.

"You had stayed by yourself at the party they threw for the children while the parents went around to choose . . . you were alone up in your room and I knew you were the one I wanted. And your father agreed with me."

I stopped rocking my hip and looked up at my dad. His face was pained as he watched me. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him. His arms immediately went around me. I closed my eyes, "I'm still angry but I'm not leaving and I still love you all the same."

"Good." He muttered. Mom came over and wrapped her arms around us both from behind, hugging us . . . well, hugging me. I was sandwiched between the two of them.


Chapter 2: The Orphanage

"So they sat you down and told you that you were adopted?" Alicia asked. She was my bestest friend out here in the country. She lived in the city with her boyfriend because she wouldn't leave him and he wouldn't come here. He rarely ever visited with her.

"Yes. And what am I supposed to do? I want to find them but my parents . . . Mr. and Mrs. Roberts . . . don't want me to. No matter how much I tell them that I won't leave them and that I love them all the same. I have questions that need answers. I've been going crazy these past three months and I need your advice." I exclaimed as I plopped down on the couch beside her.

She shrugged, "I don't know what to tell you here. Maybe you should look for your real parents without telling them. And why are you calling them Mr. and Mrs. Roberts? They're still your parents."

"I know." I looked down. "I was just trying it out . . . I don't know why I said it. I'm angry and upset." We didn't speak for a while.

But finally Alicia asked, "Do you know what orphanage they adopted you from? We could start there." "They didn't tell me but there's only one orphanage close to here in Dawnsville. The Western Orphanage."

She patted my hand and stood, "Then we'll start there. Come on. Where is it?" I stood and frowned, "We can't go now. It's two hours away. And if I'm not home in a hour then my housekeeper will report to my parents. They'll be bound to know what I'm up to."

"Then we'll leave early tomorrow and just tell them that you've made a doctor's appointment because . . . your back hurts or something. We'll find out the information needed and then leave."

"And what do you suppose I say when they asked what took so many hours?" I asked; sarcastically. She smiled, "I'll be coming with you so we can say that we went shopping afterwards. And we will."


I groaned, "Shopping? Again?" She laughed as if not wanting to go shopping was the most inconcievable thing in the world, "Again? I just got here. This is our first time going shopping together

."

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"Well, we're here. Get out and lets go." Alicia nudged my arm. "I didn't agree to wake up at six, so we could leave at nine, to get here at eleven thirty, in a old truck at that, just to sit in the passenger seat and watch people walk down the street."

I nodded and exhaled slowly to calm myself, "We're only getting information." "That's right. It's not like you're actually going to meet them right now. If they have the information you need then you'll make the decision later whether or not you want to meet them or not." She assured me.

I opened the door and got out. She got on her side and walked around to me. She rubbed my arm, "Everything will be alright. I promise. You've only known that you were adopted for what? Three months? Lets go." I nodded and headed up the stairs. I grabbed the doorknob and took a deep breath before going in. I was scared. I had no idea what I would find.

We walked up to the desk and the lady who sat there looked up at us and smiled, "Good morning. Early birds, huh? The children are having lunch in the dining room, if you're here to adopt."


"Oh no. We're just friends." Alicia spoke up for me. "I was just wondering if you have the information on Elena Roberts here? She may go by a different last name since she's adopted."

The lady sighed and shook her head in disapproval, "I'm sorry. That information is confedential. I am not allowed to give that information out to anyone other than the parents who adopted her or, of course, Elena Roberts, herself. As long as she's eighteen or older."

I cleared my throat and stepped forward, "I'm Elena Roberts. I-I just need to know if . . . you can give me information on my real parents." She looked at me and nodded, "Then of course."


Chapter 3: Information

"We keep everything on file. If there's any way of finding who you came from, there in this room." Abby said. She was the woman the lady at the desk assigned to escort us to this room and give us the information.

We followed her down the asle and stopped when she stopped in front of boxes at the end on the left. She pulled out a box off the rack and placed it on the ground. "I remember when Mr. and Mrs. Roberts came to adopt you."

I frowned, "You were here when they adopted me? Do you know what my last name was then?" "Whoever left you on the doorstep here didn't leave you with a last name. Just a note."

I gasped and looked at the box. What? They left me on the doorstep? Alicia put her arm around me, "Does this mean that it'll be easier for you to find her records?"

"Yes. They're right here. It's a lunch box, actually." She stood after bending over in the box. She turned and held the box out, "We have original papers and this you can keep. That is all they left with you. Including the blanket they had wrapped you in."

I took it with shaking hands, "T-Thank you." She nodded and left. I sat down on the nearest chair and placed the box on my lap. Alicia came over and sat next to me, "I know this is hard for you but you can do this."

I nodded, "I can since you're here with me." "You know I am. I'm always here for you." She repeated. I sighed and reached for the latch on the box. I popped it open and lifted the lid. I let my eyes roam over the top layer.

There was a necklace with the letter R

hanging from it. Then there were papers underneath of it and a small red blanket. "They left me just this and leave it in this lunch box? A paper bag would've done fine with all the care they gave me."

"What do you think the R

stands for?" Alicia asked. I shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe one of these papers will tell me."

I picked up the first piece of paper I came across. It was a small square sheet folded in half. I opened it and read the finely written words:

Please take care of our dearest daughter, Elena.



I sighed and folded the piece of paper before passing it to Alicia so she could read it. I picked up the next thing. It was a baby picture. The baby was just wearing a diaper and sitting up on a blanket in the middle of a forest; smiling. Was this supposed to be me? I turned it to see the back and it had my name on the back with fancy handwritting.

I handed that to Alicia as well. "Aw. You were such a cute baby." She said in complete awe-ness. I gasped as I saw the next picture.


There were adults. There was a man with shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, the starting of a beard but it was clean. He was holding a woman from behind. The woman had long bright blond hair. It wasn't dyed with hair color. It was natural. At least, it looked that way. Her eyes were blue. They were both smiling. She

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