Personal Narrative

Melanie woke up with nothing other than research on her mind. She knew that her last name was Easton and so was her mother's. What she didn't know was if that was her mother’s married name, or for that matter, if her mother had ever been married. Thinking aloud she told herself “I need to find my birth certificate.” Nodding in agreement with herself that the birth certificate would at least give her a place to start. She wanted to have at least a fragment of the information before she confronted her mother since at this point. She didn't know if she would believe anything her mother had to say. Her mother had never taken the time to earn trust or anything else from Melanie. She rolled out of the bed and made it as was her habit and changed

Surely her mother would keep them here. “I have seen my mother put things into the closet on several occasions.”

She looked back over her shoulder at Rob then stuck the top half of her body into the dark closet. “You know, after enrolling in school, she would always come into her room. I saw her leaning into the closet last time. True, It has been a couple of years, I feel confident that birth certificates used to get me into school had been stored here.” Melanie felt that it was the only logical place to look in the small apartment. On the top shelf of the closet was an accordion folder that when she pulled it down she realized that this was exactly what she was seeking. Looking through the papers one at a time, she saw her mother’s birth certificate first, a little black document with white writing on it and she realized that her mother had always been Katherine Easton. Interesting, that means there is no husband. "All this time, I figured she was married." Melanie said aloud , her voice

She had written down the city of birth for her mom and both grandparents’ name and her birth date, hoping that that was all of the important research material she needed. A brilliant idea was forming in her brain. She was hesitant to speak about this idea to Robert until they were safely out of this apartment. She found her immunization record that was needed at the school and felt that she was getting closer. Again speaking to no one, in particular she announced “I see I received all my shots. It must have been mandatory." Robert sat close to her and wasn't saying anything. He was watching her face as she read all these documents. She’s finding herself for the first time. She finally has a document with her full name and a state seal on the lower left-hand corner. I’m immensely proud of her. She’s brave, daring, and I’m awestruck by her strength. I want her with me. I want her to stay at my house and never be alone again. God, please let her never be alone again.

“This is it.” Her voice pulled him back to what she was doing. He watched her completely aware of what she was