A moment of my life everything seemed clear. I can close my eyes and I wasn't bothered by demons but rather Angels. My nightmares turned to memories. My little excited squeals when my father chased me around the football field, he trying to teach me how to pass a ball and teaching me the rules of football. My mother always made pancakes for breakfast on a Sunday morning topped with whipped cream and fresh blueberries.
I smiled to myself for a moment as I realized I was someone's daughter and they didn't give up on me or threw me away like I thought they did. Instead, someone took me away from them not only breaking my heart but theirs.
The media buzzed with questions the moment Coach Shane announced that I am his daughter after a blood test confirmed it. My father was the great Atlanta
