I couldn't sleep pacing the floor back and fourth tiptoeing so I wouldn't wake my roommate Ben. I couldn't stop thinking about my thirteenth birthday. I quietly snuck in the lower part of the bunk bed and tried to sleep but my ADHD wouldn't allow it, so I laid down and remembered.
I remembered when I was dropped off at the orphanage, even thou I was three at the time I remembered it like yesterday. My mom said "Just get in the car we'll go and get you that toy you wanted". I waddled up and got in the car not really looking at my mom's small tiers falling down her face "Keith you know I love you" she whimpered, "Love you too" but I didn't really mean it. I said it all the time to her, but this would be the last time I would say that to her. Mom also said "Keith you know your father loves you too". "Yep" I said but not really listening. I never met my dad he just kind of left us. I was watching the rain come down and lightning crack. We where downtown and we pulled up next to an old Victorian house; I looked at my mom and said, "This isn't the toy store". Now her tiers where falling faster than the rain outside the car. "Its…its… its inside" She said. I stepped outside the car and then it happened. My mom locked the door behind me she floored it and left me.