Dear Adoption, I Wish I Had Her Freckle
I got adopted and moved to my new family when I was a baby. I do not remember my mom who had me but I always have the same dream about me being a baby and I can see her hand on my head and her hand has a freckle on her finger. I think that this is my memory coming into my dream. Sometimes I draw that freckle on my finger with a pen and pretend that I’m her and that I’m like her. I wish I had her freckle. I hope that when I grow up I can be like her with my looks and everything but I will not make the same mistake she made when she gave me away.