MY STORY

I REMEMBER

I remember when they came.... Me and my little brother were going to a daycare that had their curiosities about us. We never separated because we were scared of the world so why not be scared together? We always ate and competed in who could eat the most and he always won but I didn't mind cause he was my best friend. The day that started the trouble was when I finally won and I was doing my happy dance while all of the kids and teachers watched. One teacher in particular was watching us too close and she made a call that would kill me and my brothers joy for the rest of our lives. A lady came in and talked to us about our home and if we were eating enough which should have set off a spark that something was wrong with this visit. I told her yes and she asked a bunch more questions about our household. That day we left with the lady that was speaking with us and went to a huge office building that has the letters C.P.S on it. As we walked through the front doors, I saw other kids around my age or older and they looked sad so I tried to cheer everyone up by doing a cartwheel. I was immediately stored and chastised for being weird and I was given a coloring book and some raviolis for a snack. I watched as the strange lady typed on her computer at a fast pace... If only I knew what she was typing was a letter to our mom saying that we were in CPS custody