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A childhood belief about family

A few years ago my younger sister tried to tell me that I was adopted. I pointed out that since she doesn't have a baby album and I do (with two little kids you don't have much time to put together the younger one's album), if either of us were adopted she was the one. She persisted though, so I got fed up with it after a while and told Mom that my sister was yanking my chain. Mom thought we were talking about the treefrog that Dad had just accidentally smashed in the front door (getting its innards everywhere), so she said, "It's true!" I started to cry until she said, "He had to clean the guts off the porch!"

That was when I was about eighteen. I'm twenty-one now. Pretty sad, eh?

— Dragonfly

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