"What is that! Where did it come from?" I asked as the white speck continued growing bigger, until it stopped.
And the woman who held my hand released her grip as she stared ahead.
With every beat of quiet that surrounded us, my mind began to race, unable to understand what was occurring.
And then, the onset of a million thoughts began making its way through my mind at a rapid pace.
Why is she glaring like that? Is there something that I don't have an idea about my true heritage? I wondered while I continued observing her.
Deep down, I wanted to understand it all, but something took hold of my heart, not willing to let go.
Yet, the fear of not showing who I really, was the most daunting task that I ever endured. However, I wouldn't let that truly get in my way.
"No! I won't let it
