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A Family At Odds

1 year earlier: May 27, 2013 It's been said the best family secrets are kept from hurting those around you. In my case the secrets were kept from me. My name is Nick Carrington 18, 6'2, 198 lbs , with medium length red hair and blue eyes. It was three days until the last day of my senior year and to my surprise I was home alone. I was out of smokes and thought I'd see if my parents had any in their room. I went to check around. Looking through their side tables by their bed , the dresser, even their closet, but never found what I was looking for. I stood at the foot of the bed and thought for a moment. Knowing how sneaky they were it came to me to look under the bed. I went to my dad's side of the bed. I got down on my knees and lifted the cover that was draped on the side. I smiled when I noticed his carton, but what caught my eye was a metal cash box. I took a pack of smokes along with the cash box. I sat Indian style on the floor by the bed and notice the lock on the metal box. I knew a little on how to pick locks from my best friend Dwight ( I will tell you about him later). I had a paper clip that was always on me just incase I needed it. I pulled the paperclip from my back pocket and shaped it. I looked at the lock real well and started. It took awhile to open the safe box, but finally open I looked at all the paper work that was inside. There were documents about his business and some about his holdings in the stock market. I knew he was loaded but damn he was ...

... overloaded. I came to a envelope that showed the words Department of Child Adoption. My eyes grew wide reading those four words. I checked the time to make sure I wouldn't get caught. Their clock showed 4 p.m. so I knew there was time for me to read what was in the envelope. Pulling the envelope open I took the document inside out and started reading. What I read hand me floored and in shock. I found out that my real parents were none other then my Uncle Gray and my Aunt Tessa. I didn't know how to feel except upset. I kept reading to find out there was a mutual understanding that I would never be told. I stopped reading and sat there in my thoughts wondering what the hell and why would they have me adopted. I went back to reading and seems I was adopted at the age of 3 months old. I couldn't read anymore, but placed the paper back in the envelope and folded it up to put in my back pocket. I placed everything back in the box and locked it. Placing it back under the build where it was. I left what now I knew wasn't my real parents room and went to mine. With my bedroom windows open I took a smoke out of the pack and lit it with my zippo. The same zippo that my Uncle or birth father Gray gave me two months ago on my birthday. With cigarette between my lips I sat on the edge of my bed thinking. All these years of knowing four people you loved to find out they hid a big secret from me. Even my sister's were not of my blood. I knew my so called ' mom ' was a sister to my so called ' aunt ...