Chapter 2
Mel had been shocked. She dropped the letter and ran to her room. At first she felt sick. She threw up in the bathroom and then she cried for 2 hours. Then she became angry. She grabbed the box of all her childhood memories. There were pictures of birthday parties and favorite stuffed animals. There was even a baby book. Mel had become convinced all of the memories were fake and in a fit of anger she ripped all the pictures. She carried the whole box downstairs and, in front of her so - called parents, she threw it all in the fireplace, and lit the flame. Then as rage grew she grabbed a pair of scissors and raced upstairs. Mel grabbed a handful of her nearly floor length blonde hair. When she had finished her hair was only a small bit shorter than her chin. She scattered her hair around the room and then sat on down on the bed. Mel began to think about how angry she was. Her fake parents had hidden the truth from her. Everything she knew was a lie. Just then as her anger came to a high point all of the glass figurines on her mantel exploded. Things like that had happened all her life.
Just then, Mel had an epiphany. She had never opened the present. Once she had torn off the paper, she had what she had been longing for since she had heard the news. It was a book and on the cover was a picture of her mother and father. Inside there were Stories, more pictures, poems, and quotes. It was the last straw. She called the air port downtown and bought 1 ticket to London, England. She decided to follow the letter to where it was postmarked. In 15 minutes she was packed and out the door. In an hour she was on a plane to meet her past.
In the 14 hours she had spent on the plane, Mel had taken a long look at her life. She had written her name over and over again. It was HER name. Not Melanie O'Shanna. Morgan Elizabeth Lupin, She presumed she was named after her mother. Another thought had occurred to her she had always thought her parents (the oil man and his wife) didn't love her. Her REAL Father might actually love her. And her Mother, she never even knew her. At this thought, She began to cry herself to sleep.
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Mel arrived in London early the next morning. She wandered the streets of the City for what seemed like forever before she came to a pub.
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The sign looked a little ramshackle and it took a few minutes to get over the stuck up attitude she had been brought up with. She took a deep breath and then she walked inside. It nearly took her breath away.