Prose

news (sarah)

written by: babeestars

"Sarah, there's something we have to tell you." I sat down on the cushioned sofa, my parents staring straight at me. They stood stiffly in front of me, holding each other's hand. They turned to each other nervously before looking back at me. My dad spoke first.
"We're not saying we were right to keep it from you but we feel it's time that you know and that you're old enough to understand." I looked at them quizzingly.
"Sarah, we want you to know that no matter what we will always love you."
"Erm well cheers mum, was that it?"
"we understand that this will probably take a little while for you to get used to."
"What?" I asked
"I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to spit it out. Sarah, your adopted." I looked at them in stunned silence. I looked from one to the other, my mum had tears in her eyes, my dad had his 'concerned face' on. I stood up without saying a word and walked out the house. I didn't know how to react. So I just walked out. I walked all the way to the river; I had good memories there that made me smile. I sat on a branch. I wasn't angry at them, for lying to me, they were doing what they thought was best, it was hardly an easy decision and I didn't blame them. And I wasn't upset, or hurt, a little confused maybe, and curios as to who my real family was. But I guess deep down inside I knew I didn't belong there. I'm not saying I don't love them, because I do, they bought me, looked after me, and I love them for that, but the thing was, deep down I knew they weren't my parents. I had always played with the idea I was adopted, I never really believed it, but things had made me wonder, people had made me wonder, and know, maybe it was all true.