Memory Chapter One My memory has been like this for as long as I can remember, which was when I was born. I remember being help in my mother's arms, whilst the nurse stripped the pillows in the sterile hospital room. I then remember my mother getting further and further away from me. I remember crying. I remember being put in a basket, and given to my current parents: Monica and Joseph McGovern. I have always been called Miss McGovern by my teachers, Piper McGovern is written on my school books by my teachers, because the surname I wrote didn't match the school records. I have never called myself a McGovern. I've always referred to myself as Piper Mills. I always will be Piper Mills. Monica has sat me down several times, and told me that she loved me, and that she thinks of my as a real daughter. I think of her as a real mother, but I know that she isn't my real mother. That's why I'm in Silsoe in Bedfordshire, England. I have left home, in hope to find my mother. The only information I have, is her name. And I have found only one record of a Rachel Mills in England. And I will find her. I know I will. Warning: This is not the end of the chapter. This is only the beginning.
UPDATE My memory is the only thing that can help me in this situation. I remember precisely what she looks like and sounds like. I wandered around in front of The Star and Garter pub. I went in and ordered a small drink and five bags of peanuts for the road. I then went into the church next door and bought a pocket bible. I was ready for my journey. I turned around and looked at the McGovern's home one last time. I remembered all of the abuse I received from my brother inside those four walls. I was happy to leave my home, but sad to leave the village. Monica and Joseph looked down at me from the front bedroom window. Monica wiped a tear from her eye, then waved at me slowly. Joseph mouthed take care. I nodded then walked away.