Title : Velcro
Idea
I wasn't normal, and I think everyone knew that. Including my parents who had miraculously disappeared at my birth.
How is that possible, you ask? Simple, my father distracted the doctors while my mother fled and soon after.. so did my father. I was left in a white room filled with screaming babies, but I was quiet.
Somehow I knew that I was alone, and that I would always be alone, and I was okay with that.
I was okay with living like everything was okay, I went to school and always got straight ( A's ). Then I went on a school bus that took me to my foster home where 8 other kids lived. None of them liked me, and that was okay.
I was okay.
I was.
I thought I was okay .
Until you came in, and wrecked my life, shattering me into a million pieces.
And then?
I wasn't okay.
