Shea breathed in and sighed as she spoke softly"As a child your first memories are the most important thing that will determine your life choices". She paused as she began to try and rember, what did her life begin with. "When...I was very young I was taken out of my mothers arms to play on a trampoline in the night sky. It was a beautiful sight but it was strange men who had me outside at night. They spoke scrambles of..mexican? Mom had taught me si, and ola, but I had no time for that, I was jumping and then off I went in the strangers arms that smelt like oil and cigars, there skin tan, reminded me of my uncle danny who got more of our hispanic heritage in him. I was set back where I once was it was a scary dream but the night sky forever stuck." She breathed in rembering the smells and closing her eyes humming by the sight of the moon lit sky. She looked down to a child who was curious about who were those men, she smile and said "My brother..thomas..he was very naive and trusted the wrong people, taking things that were not his. These men were powerfull in the U.s and mexico, but things were fixed. Now Annemarie its time for bed go home and rest your head."
As the child road her bike home shea crawled back into the cave she called home sighing hopeing for death that night she peacfully closed her eyes. "Sweet dreams dear annie"
YOU ARE READING
her story
Fantasyshea is a young girl who has been through, and has seen to much in her life. Through losing her farther to the system and her mother decaying brain she tells her story before she fails to stay alive.
