Falling Through Lost Time

>>Chapter 4<<

The American couple took the little girl back to Arizona two days later. They had trouble getting her to like them, but like all small children, she soon forgot about her family in the orphanage and adjusted to her new life and family in Tucson.

They named her June and had her baptized because they were all strong Catholics and believed in God. She was placed into the same private Catholic school that her two older sisters went to when she turned five. Being in a private school shielded her from the rest of the world and the Bennet family made sure to protect her from all the evils in the world. She didn't complain or speak out at all, focused on her school work and became a daughter any parents dreamed they could have, one who wouldn't fight back and resist what they wanted.

Of course, Jen and Peter loved June and wanted only the best for her, but they were very closed-minded and judgmental towards other people who did not believe in the same ideals as themselves. In this way, they put June in a precarious position. As she grew older, she sometimes didn't agree with her parents, but would not go against them in any way. She knew they had saved her, they reminded her of it often. They told her how she was dying, and if they didn't find her, she would have lived a terrible life in poverty where she would never go to school, never get a good job, never make her own way in life, never this, never that, never never never. And after a while, she began to believe all the things they said to her. She should be good, She should be grateful. And she was. She always was.

June didn't hate her parents, she knew they loved her, and their actions were only their only way of showing they cared. All they wanted was to give her the same chances in life as any other girl her age and she was very happy. They were afraid of the world for her. Multiple times, she went to the doctor's office to check up on her scarring along her back. Jen and Peter wanted to look into skin transplants, anything that would make June look more "normal", but June didn't really pay attention to the comments and whispers that swarmed her at school. There were so many others who were in terrible homes and June had no reason to complain. None at all. She had all the food she could want, a beautiful place to call home, and loving sisters who played with her.

Now she was in 5th grade and had just turned twelve years old.

"June! PASS THE BALL! June! Over here!" Joey yelled while running along the side of the soccer field. The class was in P.E. right now and they were on the unit playing flag football. June had just picked the ball up when her head started to hurt. She looked at Joey and tried to throw the ball but her head was pounding now. It almost made her want to cry, and she hadn't cried for a very long time. Crying was for babies.

She pressed both hands against her ears, dropping the ball in the process. The ball rolled for a few feet before the opposing team snatched the ball up and began running towards the opposite side. June crouched on the ground and held her head tightly, wishing for the pain to go away. She had headaches but none had ever been so terrible. Joey ran to her and crouched down to look at June.

"Hey, you okay? TEACHER!!! JUNE IS HURT!! I called the teacher" He said in a proud voice.

"So..rry... I...lost the...ball." June managed to whimper.

"Hey! June what's going on? What's wrong with your head?" The teacher asked. By this point the game was paused and all the other children were crowding around trying to see what was happening.

"Everybody get back! Give us some space. June. June, look here. Joey, be a dear and take her to the nurse. The rest of you, let's keep playing, there is still twenty minutes before we end class!" The teacher stood and started herding the other kids back to the opposite end of the field.

"Let's go June, you can lean on me." Joey stood and grabbed June's arm, pulling her up and slowly walking her off the field.

"It.. hurts Joey. It hurts....bad." June could barely keep her eyes open and soon she felt the world tipping, she was falling.