Portland Maine

we arrived in Portland,Maine after six hours and I'm the happiest I have ever been.

I finally get to see the world instead of white wall with gold trim.

as I was making my way out of the bus station I see the old lady hugging a lady with pale skin and blue eyes like mine.

the lady stared at until the older lady got her attention, that was my cue to leave.

as I walk down the street to a restaurant I decided to look up hotels near me. I found a B&B in my price range so I decided to get me some food and head that way.

when I get there it is a white building with beautiful flowers around it with the view of the ocean.

I take in a deep breath of saltiness of the water hitting against the rock and being to walking in the door.

as I'm walking in the door I noticed the same older lady from the bus.

Stranger: oh hey dear how can I help you?

Amelia: I will like a room.

Stranger: of course Dear how many nights would you like?

Amelia: Five would be fine for now.

Stranger: Alright I will need to see you identification and that will be 108.53

Amelia: But the website says-

Stranger: Dear I can tell something is wrong and how you let me sit by you on the bus I knew you was a good person so accept this bless.

Amelia: thank you miss.

Stranger: call me gwen.

Amelia: thank you Ms. Gwen.

after everything is filled out I look at the paper work and see she didn't use my name.

I smiled and head up to room as I'm near my room the lady that was hugging the older women was cleaning a guest room but turns around and give me the brightest smile.

of course I smiled back and headed into my room.

it might not be what I use to but I need a new normal other than playing princess.

I sit my backpack down and take off my shoes I go to the bathroom and take a shower and come back puting on a pair of leggings and a t-shirt. i get in the middle of the bed and begin to eat my deli sandwich and chips.

after I'm full I beginning to browse the web looking for a apartment but what I see scars me my picture all over the internet as missing person.

how can I be considered a missing person if I'm of age and ran away? No one knows I exist. I'm just a person that magically appear over not with no baby pictures to be seen.

as I think about it when I turn ten my "mother" gave me a necklace only just saying it is a give passed down.

I ask what did it mean she never knew so I'm assuming my birth mother gave it to me.

But who is my mother and where can I find her?

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