Never ask a question unless youre sure you want the truth.Ive been listening to my father sing for my whole life. I carry him in my pocket on my mp3 player. Its just that weve never met face to face.My mother would never tell me how I came to be, or why my rock star father and I have never met. I thought it was her only secret. I was wrong.When she dies, he finally appears. Suddenly I have a first class ticket into my fathers exclusive world. A world I dont want any part of not at this cost.Only three things keep me going: my a cappella singing group, a swoony blue-eyed boy named Jake, and the burning questions in my soul.Theres a secret shame that comes from being an unwanted child. It drags me down, and puts distance between me and the boy I love.My father is the only one alive who knows my history. I need the truth, even if it scares me.
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