We blowed balloons. Made cards. Gave Dad a surprise at 12 a.m. last night.
The next day Dad had his own surprise planned. He'd asked us to get ready for some wedding. We really hate going to weddings.
He took us for pizza instead.
I'm in my room alone, thinking. Will it be the same if I told them who I really am?
Will I be loved? Will I be a part of this family or will I be shunned?
I wonder.
Maybe I know the answer.
I don't want to face it yet.
Its too early.
Maybe I'll never tell them. I'll run away. After I graduate and do my USMLE I'll run somewhere far. Maybe across the border to Canada.
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