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THE UNFINISHED LETTER
#WritcoStoryPrompt21
'My dear child,
I know you had your doubts about your birth. I couldn't tell you while I was alive so I left you this letter. Your real parents live in...'
I stared at the unfinished letter in shock. How was I supposed to find my true identity?For thirty years that i stayed with him this was the time he chose me to tell me the truth?My body was shivering not from cold but from the possession of anger.I know it was as futile as trying to find the popes wife but why did he do this to me?How could he?At that time i was overwhelmed with rage.I swear if i had the strength I would dig him out from his grave.That wouldn't help either,he was long gone and the only thing he left me was this unfinished letter that he wrote while one leg was inside his grave.So death decided to talk him at that moment.Funny how even nature hated the likes of me.I loved my father too much yes no amount of years would bring him.I wasn't even sure as to why i was sobbing.Was it because of his death or was it the reality of him not being my father?I loved him so much that i just couldn't abandon him even after death had taken him away from me.My heart was divided,my mind was at a standstill for once i thought that the nuts in there were loose.Wait,i thought?i wasn't thinking at all.Memories of the past flooded my mind.Episodes and series of the past unfolded themselves.I wished that i could turn back the hands of time and do with papa the things we forgot to do.Yes papa i got his unfinished letter,i read it incompletely but was i to complete it for him?Perhaps that's what he wanted that's why he wrote it at his worst state.Maybe he just wanted me to be strong and not cry since he was not my real dad.Seriously!?What was he thinking.I folded the piss of shit and threw it in the bin.
"sorry papa..my pen just ran out of ink.We leave things as they are.All i know is that you were the best dad and you are my real parent."
if for thirty years nobody looked for me not even guilt drove them to find me,why would i bother?
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