Wait.. What? I thought to myself. My dad had a wife before? And I am one of the children from that marriage? So that means my youngest brother is my brother. This diary entry is just confusing me.
I took one of my dad's journals while he was gone. I've been keeping it in my room for the past couple of weeks but I never got to reading it. Today, since I had the time, I climbed up a tree and started reading it. The entry that caught my attention was the one that I just read. I'm wondering now.... Who is my mother then? Why did she leave my dad with just me and my younger brother?
I closed the journal and set it on my lap. This is where my curiosity would lead me. It lead me to such a surprise that was so mind blowing I was about to fall of the tree limb. I started combing my fingers into my wavy hair. I noticed that it was getting long, it was to my mid-back. I had my hair cut short as a punishment from my mother a while back. The men of the family had looked at me so weirdly because I was a girl and I didn't want to cut it.
My mother who has been taking care of me since she married my dad was rather strict. My punishment that I had to cut my hair was not getting straight A's. Yes, I know it was crazy, but it was something that I had to deal with.
Back to that journal entry, if what is written is true, then a lot of things makes sense. Like my parents wedding was five years after I was born. Also, how my youngest brother looks a lot more like me. Why my grandparents took care of me for two years. So many pieces of the puzzles are fitting in, but I feel like I'm working on a totally different puzzle now.