The life of a child that lived all diffrent lives a child can live.

Friday, April 15, 2005

The truth part 2

Sleep is hard. Back to school. Same school as before. Free Lunch! A thing of joy. Sell that puppy and save like crazy. The day is coming you know it. Why? Cause your happy, and you aint allowed to be happy. No Way! Jeff my friend ...my brother...for awhile anyway. No sex, just my friend, always my friend. We all worked even Jeff( he was thiers) but smokes were provided, pizza on Fridays no bruises, no finger prints. Other kids there. Two new ones come in. Parents beat them.... girl and a boy, 3 and 4. They were mine. I took care of them I loved them. Nobody would ever hurt them again. One day I came home and just as quick as they had arrived a few months back they were gone. No goodbye. Confused I sat and wondered why. Billy and Johnny. Not 2 guys My Mom and Dad for now. Johnny was in the hospital, I was safe for a bit but all the others were gone. I was safe.... I was learning to play the game. So many stories all in my head. Things I can say. Maybe later. I can come back and tell. My kids were gone, only a child myself, I could have taken care of them. Now back were they started, I cried, I was helpless. I wanted to die that night, not my first time, not my last.

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