As she said, I had had that fear. The fear of being accepted. The fear of feeling desolate, amidst those who had once seen me as a family. However, I had been wrong. The minute I stepped my feet inside the class, girls and boys were embracing me, throwing cream on my face, sucking my hair, and most of all; tugging at my boring vacation experiences.
'It's a filmy experience! After all, you came on the TV!", one of them gasped. I turned to meet Gina's eyes, her hair as bobby as ever and those eyes which would just look and make me feel better. I sighed at her, my tears barging in as she spread her arms. I ran into them, ignoring all eyes while the crowd went, "AWW!", to which I had nothing much to say.
She chuckled,
"Someone missed her real mom!"
I laughed, still crying, and hugged her
