"Because if don't you'll never meet them."
"Maybe I don't want meet my parents, maybe they don't want to meet me. That's why they probably left me!"
"Calm down, your plane will be here in 2 hours. Now get in the car."
Why can't I just stay in Japan, it's my home. Who cares about my biological parents, to me their just people. San Francisco doesn't even sound that amazing. America doesn't sound that hot either. "Please May, let me stay! I want to stay with you and the others, please!"
"Oh, I wish you could, but it's time you meet your true parents, and not stay with the people who pretend to be."
The look on her was full of sadness, I guess she didn't want me to leave either. May was my mother, not my birth mother, but my true caring mother. Her family was my family and I always looked up to her, but in a day, she would across the world.
"Clare, I promise everything will fall into place. It may start out bad, but in the end you will be happy. Now let's go, you don't want to be late."
"Thank... for everything, and no matter what... to me you are my mother, May."
