A few days had passed since, December 17th. I haven't come out of my room because, I wasn't myself. I didn't want to take my anger out on the innocent so, I haven't been going to school or anything. I guess, Ken began to worry because he came by to check on me. I let him in my room, and he sat on the sofa without saying a word. He held his head down for a second before looking up at me, "You don 't have to tell me all of the details, but, if you need a shoulder to lean on....I'm here for you." he said. I started to feel tears stream down my face, I couldn't respond to anything that was said. Ken came and sat down on the bed beside me, he placed my head on his shoulder. "My life is a lie, Ken" I said choking on my tears. "I found out, I was" I sighed. I couldn't finish my sentence! Every time I tried to say it, I felt as if my breath was fading away. "I found out that, um, I was adopted" I said wiping my face. He looked at me with a surprised look on his face, "Seriously?" he asked. "Yeah" I said softly. "Why, did they decided to tell you now?" he asked. "My Aunt wants to meet me, apparently she has gotten in contact with my mom." I explained. "Dang, G. That's deep" he said shaking his head. "Yep." "Well, I heard that she's only in town for a little while...are you going to meet with her?" He asked. I suddenly got upset. How did he know? Did my mom really tell him all of this? Did he know all along? "How do you know all of this?" I asked. "I heard your mom telling my mom." he said. "Oh. Well, I don't know yet, apart of me wants me to go and find out the truth. But, then the other part of me is scared because, I don't want to go and just loose my temper. You know what I mean?" I said. "Yeah, I get you" he said. "What do you think I should do?" I asked. "I think..." he paused as he moved my hair out of my face and wiped the stained tears on my cheeks. "You should go, this could be your only chance, being mad isn't gonna solve anything. Find out the truth, do you know where your mom lives?" Ken asked. "Paris" I replied. "France?" he asked. "Yeah." I asked. "G, maybe we could go to France, for the concert as well as to find your mom" he said getting excited. "No, Ken. That's too much too soon." I said. "Oh, come on G. This is perfect timing!" He said. I began to think about it....I went downstairs and Ken followed behind. There were my mom and dad sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. "I would like to see my birth certificate" I said boldly. "What for?" my dad asked. "To find out who, my parents are" I said. "I don't think that would solve anything Gen" he said. As my dad and I were debating back and forth my mom went into her office and came out with a wrinkled sheet of paper. She handed it to me "Here ya go" she said as she sat back down. "Thank you", I said. I put it safely inside my pocket and went outside with Ken. "Are you gonna read it?" he asked. "Yeah," I said getting it out of my pocket. I opened it and read through the information. "Janice Michel" I repeated to myself. "What's your father's name?" Ken asked. "It says N/A" I replied. "Well, if you meet with your Aunt, you will found out some more information" Ken said. I sighed, I really didn't know what I was going to do! But, Ken was right this was perfect timing. Ken's uncle gave him tickets to go to Paris, and my Aunt lives in Paris as well. I looked at my birth certificate again and took my last thought on it. "I'll meet with her" I said. "Good." Ken said smiling and giving me a side hug. We went back into the house, and I told my parents the decision that I had made. "If this is what you want to do, I'm not going to stop you" my dad said as he kissed my head. "Thank you dad." I said. My mom gave me the number to call Mrs. Hawkins. I dialed the number and it ranged, "Hello, this is Barbra Hawkins from Adoption Agencies" she said professionally. I took a deep breath and replied "Hi, this is Genesis Anderson. I would like to set up an appointment with Ms. Michel" "Oh ok, I will give her a call, and call you back in the morning" she said. "Ok", I said and I hung up.
"She's going to call me back in the morning" I said putting the phone back on the hook. "That's good." my mom said. She didn't sound to happy as my dad did, I wonder what was going through her mind. I know this would change our relationship but, its something that needs to be done! I have to find out who I am, where did I come from! I just hope she understands, after all she did open the can of worms....I should be the one to seal it closed.