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|Loretta| “Right then, it’s been swell.” I breathed out as I glanced around my room. I still can’t believe I’m doing this. Normally, I’m a pretty quiet, backstage person. Not shy, hell no, but I’ve been described as somewhat distant, private and even thoughtful. I took that as a compliment. Apparently, I’m also pretty weird. That was taken as a compliment too. But either way, I would never, ever do such a thing like this. Never. Exactly what brought it on I really don’t know. Nothing special had happened, no tragedies on both sides. I was fine, and as far as I was concerned, they were fine. I heard it on MTV. Maybe it was because I felt I was old enough. Maybe because I thought I’d kept it in for long enough. Either way, I was going to do it, and nothing was going to stop me. |Explanation| Are you surprised? I am. Never knew I was capable of doing such a thing did you? Neither did I. I am grateful. Honest. I know I haven’t shown it very well, if not at all, but you’ll never guess how wonderful you have been to me, and just how much I appreciate everything you’ve done for me. Starting with you asking me what my name and favourite ice cream flavour was. It’s still Caramel Ripple. I don’t know what’s going to come out from all this, I don’t really know anything right now. Except one thing. I’m going to find my family. I know what you’re thinking. This psycho chick is off looking for her family whom she’s never met, let alone knows the name of, all over the whole of America? I have it good, I’ve been somewhat lucky. I know who they are. My parents. My biological parents. I’ve known all along for a few years already. I just want you to know, it’s been really good here with you. You’ve been the best family I’ve stayed with my whole life, you’ve shown me love and kindness, something I seem to have been missing out on before you three came along. So thank you, for everything. I’ll keep in touch. A thousand thanks, Loretta