As Craig and i sit out side the massive building were she my mother works i begin to feel a pull that is starting to pull me back to not want to go. or maybe my emotion have been tied the whole time. Craig looks at me i could tell in his eyes he was saying go meet your mother you deserve this. I slowly get out of the car taking my time. "go" he whispers i could here he wanted me to meet her. I go to the Level i could see the letter on the door there were as black as coal the read "The Bay Mirror" as i walk in this young Adult her brown curly hair dashed across her shoulders. "may i help?" you she Nicely asks. i stare at her a minute and reply "does Phoebe, Phoebe Halliwell here i must speak to her" she stares at me giving me a once glace "yes that is her office right there." I was in shock that she was here. "thank you so much i reply" excited and calmly say. i walk to the door getting all my nerves to go in as i standing front of the door i could see her for the first time in 13 years i saw her. my hand slowly grabs the door handle and as i turn it she looks up. She was more gorgeous than i could of ever imagined. i slowly walk in. "hi" nervously say. How stupid of me. She looks at me "may i help you?" I stare ands she can tell that i was staring. "yes im.." "im..." "im sorry i bothered you" i finally say. as i am walking to leave she stares at the ground and says "i was hoping you would say you were my daughter you see i gave her up when she was 3 and every since that day i was seriously hoping she would come and seeing as today would be her sweet 16 i was wishing she would atleast try to find me" I turn around with tears in my eyes "really?" i replied "because i am that 3 year old that you gave up 13 years ago and i was coming to see you on my sweet 16" She looks at me and i smile at her. She held her hands out and as i went to hug her i finally felt complete. I finally know my mother and she was the most wonderful thing in my life. Craig Burst in " Par i think you parents figured out we skipped school" He looks at my mother and had the most surprising look on his face. I never wanted that moment to end. " i finally got the courage to say " i have to go im sorry" as i took a piece of paper i wrote down my number and my address telling her call me. I go to hug her one more time she was crying by that time."keep in touch with me i will come visit you as soon as i can". I grab my backpack and we walk out the door. I did look back but only once i knew we had to go....