Disclaimer: I don't own Lost or any of it characters. I just borrowed the character to write for fun. This little story is mine.

Reference to episode 3x12 Par Avion

Dear Diary,

How are you? You'll never guess what happened today. I met my biological father. Yes he wasn't dead like mother told me, he just stop seeing me when I was very little; in other words, he abandoned me.

Today I went to visit mom at the hospital as usual when I saw a man next to her bed. H was short, and have white hair. I'm sure he was in his fifties or sixties.

He and Aunt Lindsay, who had arrived not long after me, started argued hotly. There I figured out that they knew each other, so the American doctor told me that he was my father.

I was briefly shocked but then I got so furious and overwhelmed but everything that I ran out of the room. I didn't care where to, I just needed to get out.

My father chased after me and asked to talk. So we talked but it didn't go well. He is a married man and had another family in America, he and mom had a fling and I was born. He came to visit several time when I was very little; but, then stopped because Tia Lindsay Hated him and mom didn't like he had another family. I got furious again and left I didn't even ask his name or if I had brothers and sisters from his part.

I was a mistake basically. I was something, which it shouldn't have happened.

Why mom didn't tell me? What was she thinking to go out with a married man?' did he told her from the beginning that he was married or not?

Do you know what else he wanted? He wanted me to take my mother life support? it doesn't mind how angry about this I'm with my mom or if there is little chance for her to wake up I will not take her life support. I choose to have faith that she will wake up some day.

Should I talk with aunt Lindsay about my father and listen her version of the story? My friend Rachel says I should but I don't know I don't have the best relationship with my aunt and I think she blames be for the accident I really can't blame her for that. Sometimes, I blame myself for it. I've never should have say those things to mom. I never really meant those awful words.

See you dear Diary, I'll write to you soon.

xxx

Claire