3 As time went on

I grew confused more and more as I got older. Why wouldn't Mommy hold me? Why didn't Daddy look at me? Where are my parents? I knew Emmett and Lynn were so strong, and made sure I had them at least. Emmett had gotten a job working for our neighbor. He made sure I had clothing and school supplies, while Lynn made sure I was fed and bathed every day. Watching our mother only take care of James, must have been super hard on them. They grew bitter twords our parents, for how cruel they really were.

When I first started school, is when I started to really notice things weren't normal at home. My classmates would always talk about how their moms and dads played with them and loving them. I just learned to shrug it off, and talk about my big sister and brother. I really enjoyed school time for a while.

Teachers started to notice I had kept my distance from them, and that my mother and father would never show up to parent teacher meetings, or big school events. They never really said anything about it though, they'd just whisper to other teachers as I walked by. Family picnic day really broke me though, parents were supposed to bring a basket of food and blanket for their kids to sit on and eat with them out in the playground. Watching all the happy families, was the most difficult thing for a 5 year old me to have to sit through. One whole hour of my eyes watching everyone smile and laugh but not me.

As I sat there alone in the sand box crying, I started to feel a pain inside my head. I dried my tears and tried to ignore it as much as I could. Going home that day, felt even more difficult. Not only because I felt pain in my head, but because my body was becoming hard to physically move.

I didn't know it yet, but the worst was yet to come...