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 *Angel*

 "Mom where are you?" Angel called out. Angel walked down the hallway peeking in and out of every room. "Hmm where could she be?" Angel thought and walked into her room where she saw the attic open. "Hey mom" she called up.

  "Um hold on a second hun" she replied back closing something. Emma climbed down the latter and dusted herself off.

 "Why were you up there mom?" Angel asked putting her long silky brown hair up.

 "I was just looking through some things," she said oddly. "Is your father home yet?" Emma asked.

 Angel shrugged, "No i don't think so, his car isn't here" Emma then closed the attic. "Mom can i ask you something?" Angel said with a quiet face.

 Emma's hands twitched and she sat down, "Yes honey, what is it?" she  said fearing the question to come.

 "Why is it that you have no any photos of me as a baby, or of the day i was born?" Angel asked curiously. Her mom moved closer to her.

 "Well hun, we just didn't have a camera" she lied.

Angel shook her head, "For some reason i don't believe you" Angel said tearing up. "Also mom," she whispered, "Why don't i resemble you or dad?"

 Emma's eyes bugged and her heart almost stopped. After all these years it was finally time to tell her daughter. "Angel, I think its time to tell you" she said with a scratchy voice. "We are your parents, and you are our child because we raised you, and loved you" she said, "But i didn't give birth to you."

 Angels eyes teared and her jaw hung open, "Your not my mom!" she yelled. "I should have noticed since we look nothing alike, but I, I," Angel burst into tears. "YOUR NOT MY MOM" She cried again.

 "Oh honey" Emma rapped her arms around Angel, "Your are my daughter no matter what, we just didn't give birth to you" she tried to calm her daughter.

 "NOOO EVERYTHING I HAVE KNOWN IS A LIE MOM A LIE!" She cried beating her fists on the bed. Emma tried to hug her but Angel threw herself out of her moms arms and ran out the room.

Angel's view-

 "I am adopted" it sunk in as i ran out the room. "My parents aren't my real parents" i cried to myself slamming the front door open and running out. My Father was just pulling up in his truck and called my name. But i just kept running, i was devastated. My long black hair came loose and it flew in my face as i ran. My dad ran inside to ask my mom what was wrong.

Roy's view-

 "Why is my daughter crying?" I wondered running to my wife. "Emma what happened?" i cried asking my crying wife. "Angel found out shes adopted!" she cried to me. "oh God" i thought, I never thought the day come that we'd have to tell her. I hugged my wife and calmed her down, and waited till Angel came back.

Angel's view-

 I ran through our many fields, passed the tomatoes, passed the corn fields, and all the way to my favorite tree. The tree of comfort, is what my mom use to call it. Any time we'd have troubles, we'd climb up in it and sit there letting our sorrows flow. I climbed my way up.