Day 4
Writing in a notebook
1/4/2015
Hi,
Today my Mom showed me a picture on her phone of the girl we are planning on adopting.
I had been imagining a 10-year-old white girl with brown hair, who loves horses. But the girl in the picture my Mom showed me was different. This girl had some odd and rare skin thing called “vitiligo ” and that was one of the reasons why she hadn’t been adopted yet. She had light brown skin and patches that were darker and some that were lighter like my skin. Because I had never seen a person with the rare condition (Mom told me it was rare), I was a little freaked out. I bet you would be too, Notebook, at least at first. The girl had curly hair shaped in a triangle. In the picture that my Mom has of the adoption girl she looks to have green-ish brown eyes and so many freckles.
I finally asked my Mom “What’s her name?”
“Her name is Paige.”
We will meet her on the 10th. Right now, I am nervous and excited. Part of me thinks I am gonna hate her, another half already likes her and then I have this weird sixth-sense that I will be so jealous that I’ll want to slap her from jealousy. I feel almost like my Dad might like her more and Mom will favor her over me. I would miss all the love they gave me, all the gifts, just for me.
I don’t know, Notebook, I really want my Mom to be happy, so if a daughter is what she likes, then a daughter is what she gets. But I guess since I am not ten anymore and fifteen I will act my age. She has my permission. Gotta go, It’s my night to feed the chickens.
Only six days until meeting Paige.
Evan.W
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