Well heres the thing, I was never adopted. There are no records of me. The name I grew up with is probable not even my real name. The guy in this family that was given custody of me hated me. He would hit me all the time. Fianlly the mom, who I call my mother finally left him when I was about 8 or 9. The people I was left with were definately not blood related. I found out that there was alot of criminal activity and the people involved all used alias's. Long story short, rumors were that my mother was killed. My question, is why was the police not called when my mother never came back, why did the baby sitter I was left with not call my grandmother who lived in VA. Why did my baby sitter give me to another couple? I have always had this gutt feeling about the babysitter. Some of the things I learned are just crazy. All because no one knew my real mothers real name, I have been in the dark my whole life as to who I am and what happened?
Yea maybe my mother was in bad things, but she had a mother or even siblings. My babysitter told me I had a grand mother who loved me and she could figure out why my grand mother never came looking for me.
Someting very fishy happened. I always come back to the babysitter.
