Chapter Thirteen

It was later in the evening, I hadn't done anything but sit in my room all day. I know you're probably thinking, why are you getting so worked up about this? Your mother had been missing for years and presumed dead, shouldn't you be happy that you know she's most likely alive? Yes I am so happy that she could be out there okay, but as soon as I start to feel like that something in me gets sad. If my mum did die that would have been the reason that she never came home, but if she's actually out there fine, then that means she could have come home but just didn't want to.

I wonder if she's ever thought of us since she left, does she miss us? That's probably the first question I'd ask if she was stood in front of me, I have so many questions to ask if that actually managed to happen. If I were to start looking for her how would I? I wouldn't even know where to start. If I was about to track her down would she even wa