Already broken and bruised

The memories

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Chapter 8

My mind is like a never ending maze. One you can't find your way out of because there's no exit. My mind is swirling with thoughts that I figured I would never get the answer too. As I start to drift off in Nash's arms, from whatever he gave me. I start to think about my dad. Why? Because he has something to do with why I'm kidnapped I just know it! What it could be I have no idea. But I have to find out, but not only that. I start to recap everything in my life to see hey maybe it will help.

Year 1:

I remember on my first year I didn't do much not a lot happened, duh I was only one what all can I do? I remember something big though. This was the time before my dad started to abuse me, the time before he broke me. I remember him holding me and rocking me back in forth. In his soft, strong but comforting arms. How he would look down at me with his green sparkling eyes. This was the most adored moment I ever had with my dad, which yes is very sad.

Year 2:

Nothing big happened this year. Madi and I are learning knew things... but were learning them together. I remember the look my parents gave me an Madi when we started walking at the same time... Together. We held each others hands, looked in each others eye and stood up. Maybe wobbly at first but we learned. But again the look is what I remember most of all, the there-going-to-do-and-learn-everything-together face. But there was never anything wrong with that face. Mixed with a strong smile and water eyes it was almost perfect...

Year 3:

This year wasn't the best year. Madi and I were now speaking a lot, most days I remember my mom having to tell me to stop talking because I was going to ruin my vocal chords. But there was on time in this year that me and Madi were completely silent. The day our grandfather died. I thought maybe this had something to do with the kidnapping, but I didn't know why it would. There was nothing weird or unusual about his death. He died of a heart attack. My grandfather was the one person me and Madi loved more then we love anything in the world. He was the one there when Madi and I were born, July 20, 1997. The one there when my dad couldn't make it because he was away on business. My own dad missed his first child's birth, or should I say twins birth. How would miss the birth of there child? Which only made me wonder, what was he doing?

Year 4:

Nothing crazy happened this year. Everything seemed to be going normal. Just another "business" trip that I had know clue what it was about.

Year 5:

I remember something about this year because, my dad sang me a song. He Sang it over and over and over. He told me remember this song... It will come in handy. Because of my strong memory were I can't forget anything, an when I say anything I mean anything, the song got stuck in my head quick. I soon began to sing it or hum it. But something was always so weird about the song... all it ever said was;

"This is the list of the people,

That live in our world.

You better watch your back,

You better not cry, you can't show your weak..."

Then it went in and just started saying names... names I all remember;

James Jackson

Alec Norman

Joey Hanna