If you have read my other story, then you already know a little about me and this will be a lot easier. The other day I was talking to my mom about her recent divorce from my bleeping adulterer of a father and, as she was talking, I was looking through her papers, when I came across a piece of paper with my name on it and to my surprise, on the top, it said Orange County Adoption Agency. Now to my recollection, I was born in an Orange County hospital, but in the real world, I was actually born in Kansas. I looked at my so called mother and asked her to explain this new discovery to me, but as soon as I asked her, she said no, it must be a gag like something you get at a carnival. Well, I had only seen wanted posters at the county fairs, not legal documents with notary stamps on it, and at that split second when I looked into her eyes, all I heard was a calm but tense silence and then a voice saying "he can't know like this" and at that split second, while I looked into her eyes, I could swear I could hear her thoughts. I soon dropped the subject and headed to my room and locked the door.
As you can tell by my shock, this has never happened to me, not in my entire life have I ever been able to listen to a person's thoughts before. I would try it again, but with my past experiences with my so called "gift", it never ended well. But I know my mom, she won't tell me anything, even if I twist her arm. Maybe if I find out who my real parents are I might find out what exactly is wrong with me. With this, I ask the population out there "What should I do?"