My Sister Is Actually My Biological Mother. But She Doesn't Want Me || Best True Stories Animated


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Hello everyone! My name is Mercy and I am sixteen years old. Have you ever heard of the expression that says "children are punished for the sins of their parents"? Well, I am that child.

I guess the main cause of my problems is that I could never see my biological mother as my mother. Although I knew her all my life and discovered that she was really my mother a long time ago, when I was eight years old.

That was when my father, Ben, told me that my older sister Annice was, in fact, my mother.

My God, how happy I was! Annice lived in another city, and did not see her often, but expected her every time as if it were Christmas!

This also meant that Annice's children were my true brothers and sisters! And I knew Annice expected another baby that would be born soon. Of course, I asked my father if we could go see Annice as soon as possible!

When I looked out the train window and thought about my first encounter with Annice as my mother, it suddenly occurred to me that my father was, in fact, my grandfather. It may seem strange, but this was much harder for me to accept, even though everything had cleared up now. Ben was over fifty years old and older than all my friends' parents.

I was confused, trying to adapt to this new world inside my head. But this happy feeling, that I would soon hug my mother, still mattered.

… I guess there was only one moment in my life when I felt that Annice was my mother. When we arrived, and I, shamefully, twisted my tongue with the simplest words in the world and, awkwardly, I said, "Mommy, please, comb my hair."

While Annice was brushing my hair and we were talking about the baby sleeping under her heart, I was totally and absolutely happy.

And I was happy for a while after Ben and I returned home. I had no close friends, but I told everyone who would listen that I would soon live with my mother. It's good that my life didn't interest people too much, and nobody asked me about it later.

Because after a couple of months I realized that Annice wasn't going to change her life. Ben, whom I had started calling my father again, tried to comfort me and said that Annice was having difficulties right now, waiting for the baby, and that her other children also needed her attention, and that now it was not the best. Time to change.

But the right time never came. And I started calling Annice my sister again. Ben didn't correct me, it was easier for both of us.

It had been four years. And suddenly, Ben and I knew that Annice had left her husband … and her three children. I was already twelve years old and Ben didn't hide his surprise from me. But I … felt hope. If Annice had left them, did that mean she would return with us? To me?

I didn't tell Ben about my thoughts, I kept them deep in my heart. But as I saw that he did not approve of Annice's actions, I argued with him, sincerely defending her and looking for any reason that could justify his decisions.

At about the same time I asked him how it happened that he adopted me. And he told me. Annice was sixteen when she gave birth to me. He had to miss high school for a year because of that, and then he moved to another city to finish school, leaving me his newborn, me, with his father, Ben.

And when Annice came back, she didn't want to stay with Ben. She had found a job and now she could afford to rent a room, so she moved … and took me with her!

But the baby, who hasn't turned two yet, only caused problems. When he went to work, he left me with his roommate, who worked from home. But once, he went out to get some food, you know, just for a second. And suddenly he met a friend. It could have been fine, but I had left a window open. It was winter, and I had pneumonia after several hours of crying in an icy room, dressed only in slippers.

Ben took me to his house after the hospital. He thought it would be a temporary solution. But after six months, Annice got married and left the city. In the next six months he had another baby. Then another … I was four years old and I remember drawing a greeting card for my dear sister Annice …

Ben's story only made me more positive than Annice … my mother was going to come back to us.

But within a year, Ben and I learned that Annice had had another baby and was living happily with him and her new boyfriend. I think this news was the final blow to all my naive dreams. And when they disappeared, I sank into the darkness of depression.

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My Sister Is Actually My Biological Mother. But She Doesn't Want Me || Best True Stories Animated

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  1. Thank you for listening and we wish your families well. Please watch the videos on this channel.

  2. Next video: i realised my dog was my father while my other father was my son

  3. Damn so she gets like a a kid then she leaves the person then she goes to another person she gets to three kids with that person then she goes to another man she gets another kid seriously

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  5. Wow comments where people actually talk about the story and not just random stuff

  6. Question dosen't that mean that your mother is the wife of your dad?????? If I'm right THAN RAPEE

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