Prologue
I remember this correctly. I did not like the daycare as much as the other kids as i wss more of a homebody as a kid. Soon i would think that the people running the daycare would take me as there own. As i started to frett and worry, i started to think maybe being taken was not a bad idea as my parents were always having sex and leaving me at the daycare centre. I thought that they were doing this because i was bad and had bad social skills. Not because of their slefish needs and wants. I remember school, thinks were nit anybetter for me. My parents did their thing and i was with other children while languishing in the horror. I never really had a home to be honest with my idiot parents....they were too busy dealing with making the next kid whom they would destroy too.
Then when i was growing up and they could not be bothered yet again. They called my interests, obsessions and didnot do anything for me. What was i going to do as a kid. But that was then this is now. And i am alot stronger. But i am also screwed up self-esteem wise. What is the girl to do?!
