#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 Malindi where I first lived,they got you but never wanted you ,for rage was immersed into their already burning heart for they never wanted you because of your grandmother,she wanted to outrule the love that was there to stay forgetting that karma is one kind of a bitch that never leaves one behind and the sentiments were soon to be ruled out.You are the hope of that family so go ye and make it proud and hit the unexpected life that she never dreamt the y would have.My time is no more so I won't say more but to you, I loved ever bit of our moments together .Never hate,but give all in life for this matters most.
I stared at the unfinished letter in shock. How was I supposed to find my true identity?