Childhood

Have you ever gotten the chance to grow up in a house ? If yes you’re one of the lucky ones. To which you have had so many memories in that particular house ? Then to one day waking up and being told you have to move out. Immediately! Because one of your aunties went behind the family and sold the house for a quick pay day. When the house was set to belong to you once you became of age, as it was written in my grandmother’s will. yes this has happen to me, being forced out of my childhood home away from all my friends. The sadness overwhelmed everyone in the house to move apart, not knowing where to go, whats next. 

I packed up my room with all my belongings put in bins and stack neatly on top of each other. My auntie had told to clean out the attic since I finished first, only been the attic maybe twice since living there. Didn’t really know what was up there honestly. Never cared to much i didn’t have anything up there so. I said ok! I pulled the chain and the ladder came down I began to climb up the stairs it was pitched black. I had to pulled my phone from my pocket to use to as the flashlight in order to find the light chain cord. Once I found it I put my phone up, and began to look around in my surprise the room was full of things from furniture, clothes, books, shoes everything you can imagine. Even found a gun up there!!!! I was shocked seeing one in person but I didn’t touch it like the normal child would. I knew about guns, plus i would’ve gotten my ass whoops like I was a slave no thank you. I saw this box off in the corner slightly being covered by an old sheet. I look inside and to my surprise it was an letters, unopened mail, and a few rolls of film. Observing the box I came across my name been on a few of the letters an baffle expression. Who would be sending me mail? Why nobody told me I had mail? What’s inside the envelopes ? Being curious I decided to open a letter but before I could even get a chance to read the first line my auntie and cousin both came in the attic I had to quickly throw it down but I had grab the rolls of film and stuff it in my pockets. They came to tell me the food was ready, the next day I knew we was going to CVS pharmacy to get my prescription I decided to get the film developed my curiosity was off the wall . 

So many questions not enough answer? The nerve wrecking feeling of what’s the other side. 24 hrs felt like centuries! My cell phone rings to my surprise it’s the CVS pharmacy, calling to tell me my photos have been developed and is ready for pick. I called the Uber so fast to get some answers. I couldn’t wait to get back to the house I open that envelope so fast almost rip an picture off. I see pictures of me, my mom, and some tall back guy. Could this be my father? Could this actually be Will Johnson. After all this time I thought the name was fake, something my mom told me to get me to shut up for asking so many questions about this man. So I really spoke to him that Christmas! I thought she was playing a prank on me it sounded like her ex boyfriend. I was wrong. All this time. Why are they keeping this from me. Enough questions I need answers, so I asked my auntie. Hey who in this photo? She looks and immediately say go call your mother. No I asked you. Now do you know , the aggressive tone just took over. I was so angry and hurt with everyone who knew something. Everyone wants a two parents household but in reality it’s always one the mother sometimes the father but majority of the time its the mother with her children and you know as a kid you wonder why daddy wasn’t there to take me to the fair lol. Naw but honestly you do wonder why he wasn’t there, and we always blame ourselves for that. Not getting a response from my auntie I asked my mom. I asked by sending a text cause she was out, 10 minutes in no response I called straight to voicemail. Now all of a sudden your phone not ringing when that damn cell phone is in your hands 24/7 365 days. Cool! Always the grandparents you can call on in a time of need. I called the house phone made it sound urgent. Nana do you know who my dad is ? “ grandparents never lie “ 

No baby I don’t. We never got the chance to meet him. I think Poppie know of him. Ok can you asked him for me. His response 

“ I believe I meet him before working for FPL but I was never sure if it was him or not. An older gentleman “ ok thank you, I’ll call you guys back. Sitting in my room looking at the film I just got developed still in awe I finally get to see who my father is, I always had a name but never a face now I finally have both after some years I’m getting the answers I always seek. This is my actual twin, same height well he slightly taller by two feet approximately, skinny & tall. Athletic body type, clean face, no tattoos at least none visible in the photo. I just need my mother to talk to me about him, hopefully soon as I see her. I’m still not sure if I wanna meet him cause why you wasn’t here to began with. In time I guess