My life is a lie

Months go by and things seem to be looking up. My "dad" got a job! Finally, after all these years we could finally stop drinking powdered milk!! With him working I'd have to be with my sister. She hated me. In her eyes I stole her parents. Which in a way was true but that was no fault of my own. Until I was older, that is. I would purposely get her in trouble because I was tired of her calling me an alien. I was sick of her telling me her dad wasnt my "dad". I didn't know it then but soon I'd find out the truth. I wasnt an alien. I wish I was. It would've softened the blow.

I was a problem child to say the least. I shit in my closet and blamed the next door neighbor, I stole a girls bunny, and I cooked a lot of boxes of mac and cheese and blamed my sister for it. I was angry my "mom" left and never showed up to MCD's like she promised so many times. I was angry. One day the anger was over whelming and I pretended i was sick so I could walk the halls.

I seen the Lost-and-Found items and took all i could carry and over flooded the toilets just because. No real reason, just I wanted to. I was caught and my "dad" was called. I didnt want to go home so I went with a girl in my school to her house. A few hours later my sister showed up and got me. She didnt yell at me. She was silent the entire way. When we got home I found out why. Nana was there waiting for me. This was not going to be good.

As we are driving she doesnt say anything for a long time. When she finally spoke it was in a cold tone. "Do you know why you're not a River?" She asked. She looked over and said it again this time it was harsh and I felt the stings of each wordddd , "Do YOU know why YOU'RE NOT a RIVER?". I didn't know how to respond. I never thought about why my last name Adams was different than theirs. My sister would tease me but i never thought she was serious.

My nana finally blurted it out "YOURE NOT A RIVER BECAUSE DALE IS NOT YOUR REAL FATHER". I felt like the world was collasping. I felt the same pain i felt back in that God awful pull when she left us. "You're lying"is all i could say through my tears. I knew my nana didn't lie but at that time I was in denial. each time she would say it I felt my stomach in my throat. The story she told me is not fact but it is what she said to me when I was only eight-years-old; " You are not a River. You came to live with Dale and Sadie when you were six-months-old. Your real parents were drug addicts and died in a car accident. You needed to know". She repeated the "you needed to know" part again.

I didn't understand any of what she said other than my "dad" wasn't my "dad". I didn't know why I NEEDED to know about it. Like i wasnt already messed up from Sadie leaving or anything. Nana told Dale she told me. I could hear his voice on the phone screaming. He did not want me to know. I think after that day our relationship changed. I became enraged and hated everyone who knew but me. My sister was right about one thing though, I wasnt an alien but I wasnt her dads daughter.