February 4, 2023
I could never gather myself enough to face what happened. Even though I tremble at the thought of trying to convey what happened, though it was long ago, I need to.
There is much that makes up a childhood. For me, it revolved around survival. I ended up with more bad memories than good. One of my earliest good memories is from when I was attending pre-school. We lived in a trailer park off a highway somewhere in Michigan. I had a friend who was also my age, and I can still remember us playing in the dirt and dumping worms in the kiddie pool. It seemed like it was always sunny there. It was before my recollection of the bad things that happened.
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