Living a quiet life with her son, Jasmine never expected a message from a stranger to shake her world. But when a man named Robert claimed to be her half-brother, she found herself uncovering secrets buried deep in her family’s past.
I’m a single mother of a 15-year-old boy, Ethan, and everything was going well in my life until the day I met my best friend, Ellen.
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We’ve been friends for over a decade now and there’s nothing like a night out with her to recharge me. We were at our favorite restaurant, catching up on life between mouthfuls of pasta and sips of wine, when Ellen slid her phone out of her bag.
“So,” Ellen smirked, “you’ll love this. I got a new batch of message requests on Facebook last night. Some of them are just ridiculous.”
She scrolled through her messages with a smile.
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“Oh my god, Jas, listen to this one!” She snorted. “‘Your eyes are like the ocean, and baby, I’m lost at sea.’ Who even writes these anymore?”
I nearly choked on my wine. “Please tell me that’s not from the engineer guy who sent you a friend request last week!”
“Worse! It’s some dude who claims to be a ‘cryptocurrency entrepreneur.’” Ellen made air quotes, rolling her eyes. “You should see the messages I get. Come on, check yours! I bet your inbox is full of gems too.”
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I rolled my eyes, laughing. “Please, Ellen. Who’s messaging a boring oldie like me? Half the time I can’t even figure out how to use these apps!”
“Just check your message requests!” Ellen reached across the table, grabbing my phone. “Look, you have unread messages. Come on, humor me!”
“Alright, alright,” I said with a dramatic sigh as I took my phone back. “But I’m telling you it’s just going to be spa—”
The words died in my throat as I read the most recent message.
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Hi Jasmine. I know this may sound odd to you, but I think you’re my half-sister.
“What is it?” Ellen leaned forward.
“Some guy named Robert…” I showed her the message. “Says he’s my half-brother.”
Ellen burst out laughing. “Is that supposed to be a pickup line? Because that’s a weird one!”
I tried to laugh it off. “Is this some new dating trend? Pretend you’re family to get attention?”
“Who knows?” Ellen chuckled. “Maybe he thinks being your long-lost sibling will make him irresistible.”
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We both laughed it off and finished our meals, but something about the message stuck with me. The tone didn’t have the typical goofiness of a flirty message. It felt serious.
Ellen moved on, chatting about her weekend plans, but my mind kept circling back to those words.
Half-sister? I thought and felt curious to know more about that man.
That night, after tucking Ethan in and double-checking his homework was done, I sat on my couch in the quiet of my living room.
Robert’s message pulled me back to Facebook.
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I clicked over to his profile and scrolled through his photos. He looked like he was in his late 40s, with a warm, genuine smile.
In one of the pictures, he was standing with his wife and kids. My eyes widened when I looked at his daughter.
Her eyes were just like my mother’s. The same unique shape and soft expression.
Could it be? I thought. Was this even remotely possible?
I took a deep breath and opened his message again. My fingers trembled as I typed a response.
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Hi Robert, I don’t know you, but… what are you talking about?
I hit send and stared at the message. I knew it was probably some mistake or strange coincidence, but I couldn’t push it out of my mind.
I tried to distract myself with Netflix but kept checking my phone. I couldn’t even sleep that night because my mind kept racing with questions.
What if he was telling the truth? I thought. How could that even be possible?
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The next morning, I woke up to Robert’s reply. It was a long message, and I could feel my heart pounding as I read it.
He mentioned my mother, Martha, by name, and included details of where she was born and even where she lives now. He claimed Mom had given him up for adoption soon after he was born.
It felt too specific to be random, but my inner skeptic wasn’t convinced just yet.
What if he’s just some stranger trying to scam me? I thought.
I immediately thought of talking to Ellen. I called her and she picked up like she was waiting for my call.
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“Hey, so, remember that guy, Robert?” I asked. “I, uh, I messaged him back last night.”
“You what?” Ellen was shocked. “Seriously, Jas? What did he say?”
“Seems like he’s serious about it,” I replied, pacing the living room. “He knows Mom’s name, her birth details, and even where she lives. And he told me Mom placed him for adoption soon after he was born.”
“Jas, this sounds sketchy,” Ellen said. “Ask him for more details. Like, why now? And what about his adoption? I mean, anyone could dig up basic information, but only someone who actually knows would have the adoption details, right?”
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She was right. Following her advice, I texted him back, asking specific questions about his adoption. Then, I put my phone away and tried to focus on my day.
Later that evening, I checked my phone. Robert had responded with more information about his adoption including the year, the location, and even the name of the adoption agency.
The adoption year he mentioned was three years before my mother married my dad. That timeline would actually make sense if he was telling the truth.
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However, I wasn’t ready to dive in headfirst. I messaged him back, saying I’d get back to him. Then, I spent the next two days scrolling through his profile, looking at his photos, and studying his family.
I was looking for any sign to prove this was a scam, but I didn’t find anything.
Finally, on the second night, I took a deep breath and texted him, saying I’d be willing to meet.
He responded quickly, and we arranged to meet at a small café I often visited.
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The café was quiet when I arrived early the next morning. Then Robert walked in, and I knew. His eyes looked like mine. We looked so similar.
We exchanged a nervous smile as he sat down across from me.
“Thank you for meeting me,” he said softly. “I know this is unusual.”
“How did you find me?” I asked.
That’s when Robert began his story. He shared how he’d grown up knowing he was adopted. His adoptive parents were nice to him, so he never tried looking for his birth family out of respect for them.
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But things changed two years ago when his adoptive father passed away. Then, he lost his adoptive mother eight months ago.
“I spent weeks just lost,” he said. “They were my entire world. After losing my mom, I started wondering about my biological roots. I suddenly wanted to know about my birth parents.”
He explained that he first tried getting information from the adoption agency but with no luck. He tried other avenues, but each attempt led to a dead end.
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“Taking an ancestry DNA test was the only option left,” he told me. “I was stunned when the results said I had a half-sister.”
“It was surreal,” he continued, glancing at me. “I spent two weeks just debating whether to contact you. I was worried about what it might mean for you. But eventually, I decided I had to reach out. I needed to know.”
As he spoke, my mother’s image kept flashing through my mind. Why would she keep this secret for so long? Why wouldn’t she tell me?
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Robert finished by expressing his desire to meet our mother. I told him I’d talk to her and get back to him.
The next day, I left Ethan with Ellen and drove four hours to Mom’s house. The familiar two-story colonial looked exactly the same, but everything else felt different.
Mom was tending her roses when I pulled up.
“Jasmine! What a surprise!” Her smile faded when she saw my expression. “Honey? What’s wrong?”
“We need to talk, Mom,” I said.
I told her everything once we settled in the living room.
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“Someone contacted me, Mom,” I began. “His name is Robert, and he says he’s my half-brother.”
Mom looked at me with eyes wide open and her hands started to shake.
“Is it true?” I asked quietly. “Mom, you need to tell me the truth. Please.”
She tried denying it at first. “I don’t know what you’re…”
“Mom, please stop!” I yelled. “I know everything. Just tell me the truth!”
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Tears filled her eyes as she sank onto the couch.
“I was so young when I met Daniel,” she whispered. “I thought he was my everything. He was charming, romantic, and exciting. But then…”
“Then what?”
“He had his struggles,” Mom continued. “With addiction. I thought I could help him change but he only spiraled deeper. And in the middle of it, I found out I was pregnant.”
I couldn’t believe it. I was furious.
“You had a child with a man you never told me about?” I asked.
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Mom nodded. “But I knew I couldn’t raise him. I couldn’t bring a child into that chaos.”
“So, you gave him up? And never told anyone? Not even Dad?”
“I found a couple who wanted a child, who could give him the life I couldn’t,” she continued. “I left town, started fresh, and met your dad at my new job as a cashier. He was so stable and kind. And I wanted a fresh start with him. I couldn’t tell him anything.”
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“But you could’ve told him later Mom!” I argued. “Why did you keep it a secret all these years?”
“I was ashamed, Jasmine,” she explained. “I was afraid the darkness of my past would make me lose everything.”
I sat back, trying to process it all.
All these years, I thought, she kept this buried, not even trusting me with her truth.
“What about Ethan?” I asked. “What would he think?”
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“Jasmine, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she held my hand. “I kept this from you because I thought I could spare you the pain. And once it was buried, I was terrified to dig it up again.”
I noticed the guilt etched on Mom’s face as she spoke. My anger slowly started to fade as I realized she had been carrying this along for too long.
She admitted that she’d never tried to reconnect with Robert because she felt she had no right. She feared disrupting his life, thinking it would only confuse and hurt him.
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She also told me she visited different adoption agencies on special days like Robert’s birthday, Children’s Day, and other special occasions when I wasn’t around.
She offered emotional support to birth mothers considering adoption. It was her way of remembering him, and of processing the pain she’d buried.
“I didn’t know,” I murmured as tears trickled down my cheeks. “You never told me.”
“I didn’t want you to see this side of me,” she sobbed. “But I’ve been haunted by it every day.”
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In that moment, my heart broke for her, and for everything she’d carried alone. I wrapped my arms around her as she cried.
I couldn’t believe my mom had pretended to be okay for decades after losing a baby. She had made a painful sacrifice for all of us.
I needed a day to process everything before I decided what to do next.
The next day, I called Robert and told him I’d spoken to our mother.
“You think I should meet her?” he asked. “I mean… it’s going to be emotional.”
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“Take your time,” I replied. “Think about it.”
Later, that evening, I sat down with Ethan. He was only fifteen, but he deserved to know the truth about his new uncle. I wasn’t sure how he’d take it, so I tried to keep things as simple as possible.
“Hey buddy, there’s something you need to know about our family…” I said.
I explained everything and felt so surprised to see how calmly he handled everything.
Three days later, Robert agreed to meet Mom. We chose a quiet park for the meeting.
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The initial moments were awkward. Mom’s guilt made her hesitant to even call herself Robert’s mother. Meanwhile, Robert stood back, uncertain about his decision.
But the tension began to ease as they talked.
“Robert, I’m… so sorry.” Mom looked down at her hands. “I know I hurt you by giving you up and by keeping you in the dark for so long. I thought… I thought it was the right thing to do at the time.”
Robert took a deep breath.
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“I don’t know if I can say I understand, but, uh, I’m glad I know the truth now.” He paused, the weight of his own words settling in. “Thank you for meeting me.”
They talked for a while before it was time to say goodbye. I almost cried when I saw them hug. They held each other for the first time after decades and the relief on their faces was evident.
Driving home, Mom reached over and squeezed my hand.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “For understanding. For helping me find closure. And… for forgiving me.”
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I smiled at her.
“I love you, Mom,” I said. “And I’ll always be there for you.”
Life isn’t simple anymore. But maybe it’s better this way. It’s messier, and more complicated, but it’s more real.
I’m just happy our family is finally complete now.
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Boy Runs into Huge Box on Doorstep in the Winter Cold, Hears Loud Cry from Inside — Story of the Day
A little boy stops in his tracks when he answers the doorbell and discovers a box on the doorstep with a crying baby inside – but who had mercilessly abandoned the child out there in the cold, let alone in a box?
When Kevin Anderson turned 6, he asked his parents to give him something that left them awestruck. “Mommy! Daddy!” he said. “Do you promise me that you will get me what I want for my birthday?”
“Sure, honey,” his mother, Caroline, said. “What exactly do you want?”
“Well, I think I know it,” his father, Andrew, guessed. “Isn’t it the latest Transformers collection? I know Kevin wants that!”
“No, Daddy!” Kevin giggled. “I want a little baby! Paul told me that when his sister was born, his parents said she was a gift from God. Can you please ask God to give me a little sister too? Even a little brother is okay.”
His parents exchanged a quick look, their faces flushed with embarrassment. Caroline and Andrew had decided to expand their family once they had a larger house, but when Kevin suggested having a younger sibling, they couldn’t help but smile shyly at the boy. “All right, Kevin,” his father said. “You know there is a way by which God can answer your wishes.”
“Really?”
“Yes, honey. All you need to do is write a letter to him. Maybe ask Santa for a little help? He’s quite close with God.”
To little Kevin, it sounded pretty convincing, and he was relieved that his father’s idea would work. So that year, at Christmas, Kevin wrote his first letter to Santa to help him convince God to send him a little sister or brother soon. Little did the boy know that God would answer his prayers far too soon…
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One wintry evening, Kevin was about to leave the house to play with his friends when his doorbell rang. “Andrew, could you please check who’s there?” Caroline asked from the kitchen where she was baking cookies.
Andrew, who was busy looking for something in his closet, asked Kevin to check the door. “Kevin, can you please check the door, honey? Daddy will be there in a minute.”
“Okay, daddy,” the boy replied, running to the door, but when he answered it, he was baffled. There wasn’t anyone standing at their doorstep, but there was a huge brown box. He tried lifting it to bring it inside, but as he shook it a little, a loud crying sound came from within it.
Kevin took a step back from the box, terrified, but the crying continued. When he finally opened it, he couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw a baby inside, wrapped in a thin rag.
He dashed to his parents with the baby in his arms. “Mommy! Daddy! God answered my prayer! Look, it’s a baby.”
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Having just entered the living room, Andrew froze in place when he saw the child in Kevin’s arms. Caroline, too, wondered about the crying sound from the living room and gasped when she arrived and saw Kevin holding a baby.
“Where did you find the baby, honey?” she asked, worried.
“There was a box on our doorstep, mommy. I am so happy that God sent me a sibling! Yay!”
Andrew took the baby from Kevin and rushed to the door, where the box was lying. He looked around to see if the person who’d left the box and the baby was still there. But all he saw was thick snow that had enclosed the entire area.
“There’s no one there,” he said when he returned. “What should we do now?”
Caroline took the baby in her arms, and as she rocked the child to stop the crying, she sensed the little one was running a temperature. “Honey,” she told Andrew. “I think we should take the child to a hospital. We need to get the baby checked.”
With that, Andrew and Caroline decided to visit the hospital and asked their neighbor, Mrs. Clemmens, to look after Kevin while they were away.
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The doctors said the baby had a fever because of being left in the cold, and they would keep her under observation for a while. “Your daughter will be here for a while, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson. Before we admit her, please complete the formalities at the reception desk.”
Andrew and Caroline looked at each other. They couldn’t just write it in the form that they were the child’s parents. They needed to inform the cops about it, so they did. The CPS and police were informed, and it was decided that after the baby girl was discharged, she would be placed in the hospital’s orphanage while the cops searched for her parents.
Back at home, Andrew and Caroline had to lie to Kevin that the baby was sick and would be hospitalized for a long time. However, after nearly a month passed with no news of anyone showing up as the baby’s parents, she was officially admitted to the orphanage. And it was at that point that Andrew and Caroline considered adopting her.
They decided to embrace her and raise her as her own and thought that Kevin would love to have her as a younger sibling. So they filed for her adoption, and two months later, when it was finalized and the baby came home, Andrew and Caroline felt like their family was finally complete.
But everything changed one fateful afternoon when a woman appeared on Andrew and Caroline’s doorstep, claiming to be the baby’s biological mother…
Caroline and Andrew adopted the baby | Photo: Pexels
One year later…
“Hi there, lady, my name is Laura. And the baby you’re holding in your arms is my daughter. I shouldn’t have left her in that stupid box! Give her back,” the woman said rudely as Caroline answered the door. Her demeanor was stiff and stern, and her tone was anything but sweet. Caroline was taken aback by her sight, to say the least.
“What? What did you just say? Your daughter?!” A fit of sudden anger gripped Caroline. “She’s mine, and I’m not going to give her to you! We officially adopted her a year ago, and you have no legal right to her!”
Laura smirked. “We’ll see about that in court, lady! Here,” she said, handing Caroline a document. “I’ve filed for custody of my daughter, and I’ll get her back at any cost! After all, I am the biological mother,” she said before walking away.
That night, Caroline and Andrew were very worried. The first court hearing was a week later, and they had no idea what would happen. What if they lost? What if their daughter was taken away? They knew the chances of that happening were minimal, but they were scared.
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Thankfully, after hearing from both parties, the judge ruled in Andrew and Caroline’s favor. Laura’s parental rights were terminated because she abandoned her child a year ago and never bothered to look after her, and if she wanted them restored, she would have to adhere to a specific timeframe as described by the law and provide additional proof that she could care for her child better than her adoptive parents.
Laura knew she couldn’t do that. She lived in a small house and had very little money. After her husband had died, she decided to abandon the baby on the Andersons’ doorstep and focus on her new boyfriend.
However, when she discovered that her late husband had left all of his money to their daughter rather than her, she left her boyfriend so that she wouldn’t have to share all of the money and decided to take her daughter back. But it was too late. She was merely a waitress at a pub, and her living conditions would never persuade the court that she was capable of caring for her child.
So, in the end, Andrew and Caroline won the case. And years later, they also bought a new house and welcomed another beautiful baby girl. Kevin was overjoyed when he found out he had another younger sister.
What can we learn from this story?
- Love is what makes a family and not necessarily biology. Andrew and Caroline adopted Laura’s child and raised her as their own.
- Greed will lead you nowhere. Laura first abandoned her baby to enjoy life with her new boyfriend, and later, to obtain all of her husband’s money, she left her boyfriend. In the end, she ended up with nothing.
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