His son pain discovered the truth about the stepmother

Unfinished story I read in the diary of her mother two staggered me. I have been living and loving mother of two as his mother over the last twenty years but now, for the last twenty years I seem to have become meaningless because maybe I've loved one who does not deserve to love ...

I do not remember his mother's face. A picture of my mother, I also do not hold. The three say, three miss you in the heart, the figure of the mother in it. I do not ask anything else because adds memories about my mother Ho muscles is not there.

Because there is no concept of the mother was adamant I should not wonder about the parents. Including why three is no longer in contact with the foreign exchange House and I've never met his grandparents or aunt, the mother's boy, I don't ask because I had two moms.

Hear people recounting, the mother of two to take me when I was two years old. My mother had died. Hence, I consider the mother of two as parents. Outsiders do not know, maybe will think that the mother of two who brought heavy lay the pain to my birth by her for me very good, extremely good.

Three I rarely at home. The construction works in far places causing three to go smoothly. So at home I and mother of two. The mother of two is not born the baby although, I heard mom say please for me a sister. The mother of two says her pets laugh I is enough, "have more children anymore, I love that guy, Kien was not as much as before. I do not Deng Xiaoping. "

When I was young, just saw the mother of two says the same is true in the House, so there was no need, I have to add you again. Real term, and the mother of two still often quarrel about that.

The three want to have more children is also the mother of two is not. Three and his mother hide not for me but sometimes, I still hear the stories of two people when passing the room late at night to parents.

Look at her shape skinny go in the afternoon sunshine, but tears movement I hastily wipe away immediately by I find, if I cry because her man trade to my faraway mother know how.

Then three must also follow the decision of the mother of two. The mother of two not born baby. Only mother and loving yourself. She taught me many things, I'm proud of her. Who came home, her mother also called me out and Breeze: "coaches son Hon tui. It's the name Consistently. The guy that handsome? ".

The mother of two for Breeze I so. I wrap my mother. What also told the mother of two. I ask: "mom knew my cheeks look like?". The mother of two startled and then shaking his head saying no to know, that when she retrieved three I lost my birth mother.

In College, I must away home in the city, the mother of two for addressing demand take the three children I though three says, three take me is okay. The mother of two who are easy to compute but that day, Ms. fastidious immensely. Accommodation would she also shook his head, not just Italy.

Her tight spot, she called upon dirty, noisy, seat back seat then far too. Finally, the mother of two also towards when find a motel room at the third floor of a condo. Spacious rooms, with balcony, balcony there are many flowers and it is important it is very near the University, quiet for me to study and rest.

Rents are slightly more expensive but the mother of two claims she will be and I just focus lo study only. The mother of two I was the House of nobles, when retrieved three I my mother was from the family. The mother of two was from small so unfamiliar labor make money.

When I was at home, I just stay at home daily rice water and clean what earning money by a third hand I worry. But when I go to College, I decided to go to work. His mother may rent for a sewing shop near home.

The busy and heavy but no damage to the dorsal ones which had always been his mother's pain. I told my mom that I can invite you two to rent the room together to split the money, the mother of two did not need to go to work anymore, but I don't agree.

She said have you stay the same I would not learn and remember hundreds of things inconvenient not to name any more will arise. The mother of two still work. She got more work home. Monthly, in addition to deposits up to me everyday, mother of two sent more food both parents do for me.

When I got home, my mother told me the first sentence is: "why don't you lean so Stubbornly? You lean back it this time parents also have to worry about ".

There are times to think about my mother, I silently thanked God for bringing her to me in my life, I was doing my son. But there is a truth that, when discovered, I suddenly suspect the mother's love for me and the truth is also very close to my heart pain.

The mother of two often have the habit of writing blog. When writing, I always sit under the United Front of House rig, impassive face and start recording. I am always curious mom two written what in that thick book but never offer please read.

My mother taught me blog is the privacy of each person, each person's own world is, the world that though there are people who love for that person, they also may not know what he has in the world. I read the thief's mother on the times I visited the House before the school.

I know my mom always put his book in the United States Cabinet in bed-parents and never, mother of two locking cabinets. The mother of two records by day I raised and both of her story with my mother. In the book, there is a picture of my mother. I know that because my mom two such records.

My mother is not ill and then died as three often ever since. My mother committed suicide. As the mother of two. Birth mother finds out her mom two and three lovers. The three most demanding applications li Kiss to freedom came to love her. More and more wild stories when my mother opposed this love by suicide.

I dare not believe this is true. Most recent book in the right position it and I caught the truck on the market. No one in the House know that I was on and went in a worse mood.

So how many years I've love a person because that person, my birth mother was dead. I don't understand why my father and the woman he can live happily together as never happened after the death of my mother.

The man she has always taught me how do people, to live and to love others but she didn't do that. Maybe, she doesn't have children that just in order to take care of myself is simply to support conscience bites twinge and feel less guilty when she would remember about my mother.

And probably, many good things for me, she's left her love for me is a way to redeem me with my faraway mother. This is all false and I have been living in the lie her more than 20 years.

Laughable replacement for the trust I have for her. I used to admire her and grateful by the things she did for me but now, perhaps, things that are meaningless.

Long touch home. I told the three that I want to focus to review should not want to be distracted by other things. The mother of two visits, I also avoid the face.

Look at her shape skinny go in the afternoon sunshine, but tears movement I hastily wipe away immediately by I find, if I cry because her man trade to my faraway mother know how.

The mother of two wrote up for me. She tells the story in the House, what the last letter she wrote then neighbor: "Be angry parents what children?". I do not reply to the letter. Three up to visit me. He asked me what happened. I shook his head no.

If the parents know I was clearly the truth then they will have to do. And I myself do not know what to do. I will not pretend to know what's up and continue to live or will ask parents to receive satisfactory answers for? I will have to do this when the lies are increasingly encroaching on this life so much?