Bloodied innocence
Two years it's been two years scince I've been brought to this hell hole, form my own time. I don't know how it happened but I shure as hell know how it started let me take you thorough my past self to who I have been made into know and think how it feels to live to share you body and mind with some one who thinks life is as easy to come by as a garden weed. It all started two years ago on one of the most normal days of my life.
May, 12, 2003 Brigevill Calaforioa
"Marry come on your about to miss your train" "coming MoM" I screamed down the lader to my mother. Yes at the time I lived in the attic in my mothers house, my father had been dead for three years and my mom was struggling to raise a family of five, me her blood child and my four other adopted siblings. My mother and I loved all of the sibling. But there was one that held a special place in my heart, his name was Samual, he was twelve, African amicarn. He looked pretty nomal but he was blind when my mother brought him home around the time I was eleven and he was only four my mother told me that he couldent see and like the silly kid I was I said ' you mean he cant see my face and yours'. I remember my mother patting my head with a gently and telling me 'yep that's exactly why you have to take special care of him and let mothering bad happen to him. Even now that I am nineteen I still protect him form every and all things but I guess it was becaseu of that love that I gave my sanity.
I ran down the stairs to get to the door I said hi to all my other brothers and sisters as a ran past them they all gave me a cheerful good moring and good bye in replie. I was the oldest in the house, however even at the age of nineteen years old I could still bearly crack five foot two.