Read First PartDear readers,Today's writer is a teenager, whose heart is broken and who is disillusioned.He learnt by accident that he had been living with foster parents.He needs your help; he cannot cope with the reality of this.Kindly read and help him.Thanks, Monica Taiwo.Dear Taiwo,After I overheard their conversation, my mother became very jittery whenever I was around her, or maybe I was the one who actually changed. I couldn't place what was going on. The saddest aspect however was the fact that I couldn't do anything about it.They are yet to discuss what I overheard them talking about and I haven't the guts to ask. Probably because I was afraid to hear that what I overheard was the truth or that I didn't want a confirmation of what I heard.Dad, on his own probably resolved to come home late maybe to avoid speaking with me. Unfortunately, this new attitude of his not only affected me but all of us. This is because we are all used to seeing him around us speaking and playing with him.I did not know if my siblings noticed that some things changed around the house, but we did not speak about it.About three weeks after the incident, my grandparents and my auntie, (my father's younger sister) visited us. Normally, when our paternal or maternal family members come around, it was always merry making, but this particular day was different. These adults spoke in hushed voices, the worst was the fact that they kept quiet or changed their topics when any of us children were close by.Even my younger brother noticed this and asked what was wrong. I told him that I noticed the adults' behaviour too but I couldn't say what was wrong. Tension also reflected on the way they ate their meal,(they couldn't eat the food that was prepared for them).After their departure, my parents went into their room without speaking with any of us. It was on a Friday. Early Saturday morning, my parents asked that I see them in their room, I feared the worst and it actually happened. They told me what they felt they had been keeping from me all the while.I told them I overheard their conversation; this revelation made my mother to cry the more and daddy who had been trying to be a man too started crying. He cried because he said he never knew that his baby had really grown up. This was because I kept my cool despite what I overheard and he also imagined my state of mind and what I had to keep in my head all alone.They told me that my supposed auntie; daddy's junior sister is my mother, and her husband (my uncle) my real father. She had me when she was in school and my paternal grandmother denied my mother and I and she vowed that both of them would never get married. This development devastated my real mother to the extent that she had to stop school. She was in 100 level in the university.My grandparents eventually sent her overseas to continue her studies. My supposed father was already overseas too. This was why I had to live with my grandparents. When my supposed parents came back from the US and got married and I raised the The issue, however, had generated a lot of controversy which at a level led to a quarrel between my real father and my supposed father. Eventually, there was no other choice than to let me know. I cried like a baby, my heart was broken, I could imagine what my parents were going through; mother couldn't stop crying. Daddy had to pacify the two of us.They made me promise not to tell my siblings about this development yet. They were also prepared to give me some time to think about what I had just heard. I told them there was nothing to think about because I was not prepared to go to my real parents as I do not even see them as such, that whatever happens they remain my parents and my family.This made my supposed mother cried the more. On Sunday, my real parents came and wanted to take my siblings and I out, I said I wasn't interested and did not want to go, but my supposed mother said I should go, one, because I should behave like a grown up child of God and I should not let my junior ones suspect anything was amiss.I reluctantly went out with them, they did not behave as if anything was wrong, neither did they ask me any question.Please, aunty Taiwo, what should I do' I don't want to stay with them. I don't want to lose my sister, brother and my parents. I wonder why they just wouldn't live me alone. In my quiet moments, I wonder why my paternal grandmother behaved the way she did. There are so many unanswered questions. Things I needed to know, but didn't want to really go into it. Please, help me.Tony.
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