Papers? he said and stared at the papers. He slowly picked them up
and started to read ME?! he screamed. Am I adopted? Im
not Bart Simpson? I am Bart what-is-my-last name?! he thought.Many,
MANY thoughts ran through his head when a car stopped outside. His
family was home!Homer,
Marge and their daughters stepped inside their home. Bart faced them.
With the papers in his hand.What
is this? he asked, amazingly, very calm.Lisa,
Maggie, go to bed Marge said to her daughters before seeing
that Homer had already fled.Marge
went into the kitchen and Bart followed her. She sat down by the
I really wanted to tell you she said avoid to looking at him.
For 13 years ago you was in a car accident with your biological
mother she died and you couldnt remember anything. And since
nobody knew about the women or who your father was and since the
first time I saw you, I knew that you would be like my own sonOkay
but why didnt you tell me? Bart asked. He had learned already
as 13 to always let people finish before saying anything. And he had
become much more patient.You
looked so happy and I thought that this would break your heart
my heart?! Bart asked. Did I look happy when Homer choked me!?
Did I look happy when I had to stay at home when you went on a
vacation? Did I look happy when Sideshow Bob tried to kill m...