I was 7 years old playing with brand new Barbie Dream House Santa had bought me for Christmas. I was sitting on the fluffy pink carpet, when a bunch of men with masks came in and a lady scooped me up in her arms and carried me out of my house onto my front lawn telling me everything was going to be OK and not to be scared. "But, I'm not scared?" I told her. I was so confused. What was happening? Dad was in hand cuffs and mama was crying. That was the day my journey began....
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Between The Lines
Mystery / ThrillerI'm not quite sure when my fate was decided. It could have been when I was 7 years old and cps took me from my mom, who was an aspiring actress in Hollywood. Or when I made eye contact with the boy next door in San Bernardino Valley. Or when I exper...
