Finding My Real Family
Chapter 2 "Kidnapped"
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Kidnapped. I repeated the word in my head. No, it couldn't be, I've grown up with my same parents my whole life, I would know if someone came along and kidnapped me. They must be joking, aren't they? They must be, but something inside told me that they were serious. A thousand questions rushed through my head; Why? How? When? I just shook my head not understanding what they were telling me. "Mom…Dad" I looked at them helplessly and Mom's arms wrapped around me in a hug "We're so sorry honey" she said sadly. "But…how?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to know the answer.
Mom pulled away from me slightly and took a deep breath. "Piper, honey, we, your dad and me, we're not your real parents" she said slowly, clearly not sure how I'd react to this. "I'm sorry" Dad added softly. My head was spinning and I felt sick. How could they have kidnapped me? I didn't know, didn't want to know. Nothing made sense, except one thing was certain: nothing would ever be the same again.
"How?" I asked again praying to God that they wouldn't tell me and yet at the same time I wanted to know. "Well" Dad started "when you were two, your mother" not my real mother, I couldn't help but thinking "Your mother found you in a grocery store in San Francisco" Dad told me. I pulled away from mom, suddenly angry, "So you just took me?!?" I screamed. Both of my parents flinched at my tone, but I couldn't help it. "You don't understand" Mom said so quietly it was almost a whisper. "No I don't" I said matter-of-factly. "I'd been trying to get pregnant for so long, and then I saw you all alone in that grocery store, you were crying and I just picked you up to comfort you. But then you stopped crying and looked up at me with those big brown eyes and I knew I was meant to have you" Mom explained. I softened at this and sat back down on the couch again. "But…but didn't my real parents come looking for me?" I asked softly. "I don't know" Dad answered "We were supposed to move out here to Colorado the next day and we did, we just brought you. I never heard anything about your parents looking for you, to tell you the truth; I don't know anything about them at all." Dad admitted. "So they never tried to find me at all?" I asked, near tears. Maybe I was meant to be with this family, my real one obviously didn't care about me. "I'm sorry, honey" Mom said hugging me again. I sighed.
"What happened after you took me? How did you get my birth certificate at all?" I asked not really knowing if I cared or not. "Well…" Dad trailed off uncomfortably. "I am a lawyer, I just pulled some strings and said that we'd lost the real one and needed a copy, along with your social security number and medical records" "You lied" I said matter-of-factly. Normally the idea of my straight and narrow, always-does-the-right-thing dad abusing his high standing as a well respected lawyer would surprise me, but it didn't now. I guess I was just too numb to be surprised by anything anymore. "Yes, we lied" Mom told me, "but you are ours, just because you know this secret doesn't mean anything has changed" How can she say that? Everything's changed. "We have their names, my real parents, I mean, on the birth certificate" I said suddenly. Mom and Dad looked at me, not understanding what I was getting at. "I want to find them" I said decidedly "My real parents"
My real parents, it's so weird to look at the people in front to me, the people that I'd known for my whole life as Mom and Dad and think their not really mine, that there's another set of parents out there that I really belong to. It's still such a foreign thought, it seems unreal. I wonder if anything will ever be normal again.
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