10 Years Earlier
Six year old Haven was in her room playing with her green playdough when her mom walked in.
“Get your shoes on we’re going to Will and Steven’s.” Her eyes were glazed over in a thick sheen of mist. Little Haven didn’t realize it but her mom was on a new type of medication; meant to help her deal with her bipolar and schizophrenia. The medicine made her mom withdrawn from everything going on around her, and made things register differently than they normally did. Haven was too young to realize things like that.
She got up and started pulling on her only pair of tennis shoes that Daddy would let her wear to get dirty in. He didn’t like it when she got her good things dirty. Most of the time she really liked going to Will and Steven’s; they had four-wheelers and candy, it was like kid heaven. Well, she did until recently. Now every time she went over there Steven would tell her they were going to play on the trampoline, or go hiking in the woods, and he always kept that promise, it just a type of playing she wasn’t familiar with. He said they were playing house and that every time he went to a friend’s house that’s what he played. He said you were only a normal child if you played house. He said not to worry, he’d teach me how to play.
So I listened, every time he wanted to go “hiking” or to go jump on the trampoline I followed like I was told to, worried I would disappoint him and he would tell everyone how I wasn’t normal. Then I’d have no friends. The things people played in house were only things I had seen when I’d snuck out of bed to go crawl in with Mommy and Daddy would be watching it on our TV in the living room. But I wanted to be like everyone else, so I followed along.
I never told mom or dad about it, Steven said it was a secret just for the popular children. I wanted to be popular. Tying the knots on my rooms I walked out of my room and into the living room. Dad ushered us out the door and shut it firmly behind us, scaring me. All I wanted to do was go back inside and crawl under my bed. I was tired of playing house, it was scary and it hurt a lot. I kept walking.
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