Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

"The memory is small and I don't see it through my eyes I see it as if I'm a ghost in  back ground I see me as a little girl just about two or three years old." The woman said to the counselor. "I see me holding on to my dad as if my life depends on it then my mom and step dad and the police try to take me away I don't know why because I was so little but as they take me away I grab my dad's shirt and start screaming and crying loudly and that's all I remember of that" she said "What happened after they took you to live with them?"asked the counselor. "Well my brother was taken too but any way we moved continuously for reasons I don't know of  I remember we had to sneak food out of the kitchen to eat and when we did get the chance to eat our step dad would put a plate full that could feed ten grown men knowing that I didn't eat much and we had to eat it or we would get  beat more.  One thing that I remembered the most was most kids hated to be grounded because they would louse there privileges well since I didn't have any I enjoyed it because my mom and step dad would leave and let  my two step brothers watch us. They weren't nice but they would give us a Dissent meal and wouldn't beat us." "Continue"said the counselor righting down notes "well a few years went by and my dad got the law up at my house and we went to Court and my dad won. I remember being sooo happy to get to leave. Later my step dad went to prison and my mom lived with her parents and got drunk all the time and I prayed for her to stop and I'm still waiting for my prayers to be answered" the woman continued."Well that's enough for today come back tomorrow"said the counselor then the woman got up and left