She was seven years old when her brother was born.
She remembered seeing him for the first time and knowing she would never let any harm come to him, but not much else.
(She loved her little brother, no one could deny that.)
She was seven years old, when she considered grabbing her brother and running away.
She remembered not being able to do it, but not much else.
(She hated her mother so badly.)
She was eight years old when she got into one of her biggest fights with her mother.
She remembers being angry, so angry, but not much else.
(She never wanted to see her mother again.)
She was eight years old when she took her brother and left and then came back two days later.
She remembers how her mother hadn't even noticed, but not much else.
(She was angry, what mother doesn't notice missing children?)
She was nine years old when her brother bit a stapler.
She remembers freaking out like crazy, but not much else.
(She was trapped in the panic of the moment.)
She was nine years old when her mother gave her brother away.
She remembers calling the cops, but not much else.
(She couldn't believe what her mother had done.)
She didn't age anymore by the time she saw him again, but she looked fifteen.
She remembers smiling, and not much else.
(She was too happy to test her memory.)