Stef:
It was June of 1988. I was 6 years old when I playing with my Dollhouse in the Den where my brother, Mike was sitting at the desk drawing something when my dad had came home drunk and came in the house and stepped on 1 of my dolls.
"SHARON WHERE IS SHE?" He is looking in the rooms for me.
"NO FRANK. SHE IS 6 NOT 16 LIKE MIKE I WILL NOT LET YOU KEEP BEATING ON HER ANYMORE SHE IS JUST A CHILD STILL SHE DOSN'T KNOW RIGHT FROM WRONG YET."
"I WILL MAKE HER UNDERSTAND."
"IF YOU HIT HER I WILL TAKE THE KIDS AWAY FROM YOU AND MOVE IN WITH MY SISTER AND YOU WILL NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN UNTIL THEY ARE BOTH MUCH OLDER IF YOU'RE LUCKY."
My dad finds me in the Den with Mike and pushes Mike into the Wall getting him out the way and he grabs my arm and I start to scream in pain.
"You hurting me. MOMMY MOMMY." He Yanks my arm dislocating my Shoulder making me scream in pain. when my mom comes running to me.
"FRANK WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER?"
"SHE CAN HANDLE A LITTLE PAIN."
"NO FRANK SHE STILL A CHILD NOT A TEEN. GET THE FUCK OUT NOW."
He starts beating on my mom and my brother picks me up and takes the keys to my mom's car and drives me to the hospital. The dr had popped my shoulder back into place and put me in a sling when we got home a few hours later my dad had left and my mom was on the phone with my aunt Becky.
"Mike will start his Junior year and Stef will be starting Kindergarten sis. We can't be around Frank anymore. The kids can sleep in the 2 guest rooms and I can take the couch until I find I new job and a place for us."
"Okay, how long will it take you to get here?"
"We will need to rent a Uhaul and pack our stuff first so we should be on the road in about 4 days and it will probably take about 4 days between me and Mike taking turns driving the Uhaul across the country with a 6-year-old with a small bladder."
"Sharon if its that's bad just pack yours and the Kids clothes and What is valuable to them and you and start driving here tomorrow."
2 days later we were on the road leaving California in my mom's minivan with just our clothes and my dollhouse, and toys I really like playing with a lot, and my stuffed panda that i won't go to sleep without and Mike's Comic books and his skateboard and his Nintendo game system and my mom's jewelry and VHS tapes. We got to my aunt's house 4 days later and we got settled in quickly. My aunt turned the Den into a guest room for my mom. My aunt has bought a toy chest and bought some toys for me to play with.
A few weeks later my aunt took Mike to get registered at the High School, well my mom took me to look at some schools to get me registered for kindergarten. The school's were okay. We went to 1 last school and it was very colorful especially the cafeteria and we saw somethings we liked about the school so my mom registered me at the school and I was going to start it in September. We get home and my aunt was making Lasagna for dinner. I ran off to go play in my room with my toys well my aunt and mom talked and I heard them the whole time.
"Sharon, how did it go?"
"We looked at 4 different ones and I liked the last 1 we went to so I registered Stef there. It is very colorful and they have music and art class as well which I think Stef will enjoy very much."
"That's great. You know how when we were that age and became friends with people 2 years younger than us are you gonna allow the same thing with Stef?"
"Yeah. I did it with mike so I don't see why it should be different with Stef I want her to have friends even if she doesn't make that many and only has 1."
"You start your job Monday right?"
"Yes. I'm gonna be a cashier at shop rite."
"That's good."
We sat around the table and ate our dinner and got even more settled in as my mom started working making money and me and my brother started our schools.