Lost thoughts

It’s a very rainy Sunday and I’m happy that I not partied yesterday.

I thought of a thing… I don’t know anything about my biological father and I he looked like me I think, because I know that I don’t have my mothers nose or shape of the face. Someday I will search for the family he had. I know that he left my mom and brother, but I guess I’m still curious about who he was.


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My name is Ebba Katherine, I was born in Colombia 1995, I'm writing about my life as adopted with two families.

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