When My Family Lines Turned Gray

What it’s about

Ever since I was a child, I could see the fate lines connecting me to others.

When I started school, the line between my desk-mate and me was a vibrant red.

On graduation day, that line faded to a dull gray and quietly snapped.

I wasn't sad.

I knew the three lines connecting me to my dad, my mom, and my brother were always blazing red and thick.

That was all the confidence I had in this world, the freedom to be myself, to be a little bit spoiled and demanding.

Until I was 13. They brought home a timid, shy girl and said she was their biological daughter.

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