Age 5 Nicole-
Just a year ago I was placed in this stinky orphanage. I had gotten adopted by a bald man named Jim he was Fat he had a jumbo belly and in the morning when I would get up I would run right into that belly of his sometimes I had dreams about him giving birth to a baby and let me tell you I woke up laughing. Eventually he thought I was annoying because I never talked so he started abusing me and I was removed from his home.
I wasn't really scared of men I just didn't want to get abused. To clear my mind from stress that Matt would find me and also worrying when I would get out of this adoption agency. Yes a 5 year old can be stressed especially when she doesn't have a mom and that's the worst part is what would you do if u saw ur mom dead and in a coffin getting lowered into the ground and you would never see her or hear we again unless you had a gift. A gift is something rarely any people have. It's where u can hear and talk to the afterlife it's crazy. I wish I had a gift like that what if I did? I plugged in my headphones and listened to my moms favorite song she had also dedicated this to me before she passed away...." A thousand years" by Christina Perrie.
Heart beates fast, colors and promises, how to be brave, how can I love when I'm afraid to fall, watching you stand up tall, all of my doubtes suddenly goes away somehow, one step closer, I have died everyday waiting for you, darling don't be afraid I have you for a thousand years and ill love u for a thousand more. That is how it went. I cried silently while looking at my moms picture while concentrating on the lyrics.
Shame on the driver that had caused her to lose blood, that caused her to die, that caused me no mommy, that caused me to be here. It all connects first my mom gets hit by a car and dies from blood loss. Then my dad goes into a state of depression he then becomes a drinker and smoker then he abuses me then I run away here to London the CPS lady takes me here and I get adopted then abused again taken from Jim's home and back here now I'm listening to my moms favorite song the one she dedicated to me, me not Anyone else, I love her and I still do and why did she have to leave me at the wrong time why??
The speaker box announced that I was getting adopted and to get my things. I grabbed everything. I said goodbye to brylee she was my friend and roommate. I felt like I left something but i didn't. I walked with my head hung low down the halls. I stopped in front of my adopters and looked up just mother fudging flippers it was men they were from the wanted I remember reading a magazine a couple weeks ago about them I despised them." What's your name" asked the guy with the almost shaved head. " what's it too you dipwads" I say with an attitude. "You better tell us you cunt or you'll regret it... Alot. " it's Nicole dumby". "Well Nicole lets get going babe". So I needed to think about this first he called me a cunt then babe. I can see where this is going their going to rape and abuse me. Why couldn't they pick a older person?? Why??.
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