~Chapter 1~
∆Sea POV∆
"Rain...rain was the only thing I can remmeber...that was before my sister and I were taken..."I said in a stern voice.
"You said that last session and before we started the weeks before that,isn't there any othet types of information that you can give me?"My therapist questioned. "There is nothing else I'm comfortable with saying and or sharing at the moment" I said staring out on the early September morning with its gray murkyness.
Yet another session without a single answer of what used to be and what has no memory of being,life was never simple for me or my sister when we were younger, after all my mom went to prison every other week and my father he had more kids then just me and my sister he had them with teens and especially Young-inoccent-kids...
I do visit my mom but you could call it more of a glance we don't speak to eachother she lost my respect long ago but it also might be with the fact she lost her hearing and speech 10 years ago,I only visit her to keep her sane though my sister is afraid of her and has her reasons to be so I see her instead.
I remember that day very detailed it was April 16th it was a gray and stormy day,Rainy even. My sister was under my care in the dinning room my mother was running amuck causing much more to be in prison for in the next week or even day.
My dad I never knew where he ever was I just knew to hide my baby sister when he was home,I wouldn't stand for him touching my 3 year old sister in the nastiest ways.
I remember mild screaming from down the stairs and a loud bang was fired from the kitchen my dad had been shot, April 16th the day I was made a orphan me my sister both.
12 years later me and my sister went through over a thousand families they never stuck for more than a month, and to tell the truth they also had amount of problems them self's. That's also how I found out my sister had anxiety and DiD at that. They accurd when she was 10 it was like her emotions were actual people, about a year and a half later she was diagnosed with DiD dissociative, identy,disorder.
What about me you may ask,well I'm not really inclined with sharing information about myself.I'm mostly a closed book but I share some elements of myself to most people why not for that now?
My name is Sea, yes you heard that right Sea I was actually born in a beach house as to why I was named sea.3 years later my parents had my baby sister Alley, things only unraveled from there.
That is what changed my whole reality my whole time and memories the day my dad was shot the day my mom went to prison for good, I became my own person but I also felt freedom for the first time in fact,naturally.
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"Sea...?" A young women's voice fills the room. Almost none knocks anymore,after all over 10 kids or teens try or succeed in killing themselves.
"I assume you want something from me?" I say calmly. "Sea we forgot to tell you but there was a application filled out for adoption of you"she replys. "And my sister....she is in the the adoption form right?"I question. "They already have a older daughter,there only looking for a son sorry Sea"They say flipping through the previous filled out papers.
"Your kidding?" I say in a hysterical voice. "Sadly not there in the lobby waiting for you" "Tell them to fucking leave then,I'm not going anywhere without my sister and you know that"I say aggressively. "Sorry sea but they filed for you and only, and you know you only have about a year until your 18 most people don't want 18 year olds so this is lucky" and she sat next to me. "What about my sister I have to make sure she's okay,she is my responsibility and I made sure of that" I say with gloom.
"I thought of that already when they only wanted you I made a deal of that, your sister is going to school around the neighborhood where you live"she says showing me the papers."so you'll be able to see her anytime you like" saying calmly voiced.
"I'll get my things and be there just give me five minutes"I say finally.
She leaves me alone to pack my things and be left alone with my thoughts, Alley I will forver be with you in life and thoughs j just hate being separated from you. But if this deal goes to plan I will see you when ever I wish.
I pack my things which isn't much a pair of jeans,sweatpants,a few sweatshirts and under garments.
I slide on my worn out sneakers and old grayish sweatshirt and make my way into the hall with my backpack of bits and pieces of clothing inside.
I can hear the people who here to take me speaking down stairs,but there isn't a man anywhere to be found just 2 women.
A black women brunette and a white ginger haired lady and it comes to my attention that they are together a gay married couple with a daughter and soon a son.
I creep done the stairs slowly as they look at me from down below they seem as nice as a person can be, but I don't take my guard down once the whole time everyone person has a people pleasing attitude and hiw they really are is hidden.
There names Helen and becca (becca short for rebbeca) they tell me there in there early 20's and always wnated a son but could never have another kid. So when they found out I was just sitting here in the adoption center will everything I had on the shops. They signed the release papers and the legal adoption papers of me and we walk out of the center, I jump into the backseat and stare out the window most of the way.
After minutes of being quiet I speak up to ask questions I wish answers for, "They told me you have a daughter, older than me or what they told me"I say. "Thats true Sea we have a olser daughter not much older she is 19,and shes coming back from college the week" Becca says cheerfully.
"What's her name?" I question. "Her name is Michael or Mic for short she never did like her name much" Helen chuckles.
Micheal, Is a faint memory of that name from school when I was younger I never did talk to her, Michael S. I did always think she was a boy though everyone did! It explained why she was always so angry.
∆Sea POV∆
There house is actually quite regular but with some type of touch, white brick and marble paved the base of the home. The inside is quite pretty they have wooded floor and carpeted hallways.
But what I like most out of everything, we get
to the backyard and there is a alone Mango tree.
The mango tree brings me back to we things were simple when they were normal, and my parents acknowledge they had a son and a daughter on the way. My grandparents-they
Had a lonely mango tree in there backyard, and I ate from it every sunday I climbed it and shared a mango with my grandma Gail.
"Hey sea!" One of the lady's yell. I turn to see Helen waiting on the porch for me. She ushers me into the house, "would you like to see your room now honey?" She says sweetly. I say nothing but slowly move my head slightly up and down to signal a yes.
She leads me up mahogany stairs and down a hallway to a door in the middle on the left, the door is white with 4 identical rectangular grooves inbeded inside them, I walk inside a big bedroom filled with little but the basic room needs.
A marble dresser in the far corner, a bunk bed but the kind with the bottom as a desk array, and the window on the other side of the room but its a window seat a big one the kind you seat in and read or enjoy the view below of.
"This is really my...room?" I said my voice straining. "Well of course pumpkin,have your rooms not looked more similar?" She looks at me confused. "Um no ma'am I don't really wanna talk about my past bedrooms or places I inhabited in" I say. "Well I'm gonna let you unpack and if you need anything don't hesitate to call" As she walks into the hall.
Not like there is much I have to unpack, could this place really even be different? even if it isn't what would be the point of unpacking I'll be probably gone in a week I'm always gone in a week after that I'll be back in the home back in my bubble, daily sessions if what they don't know and want to know so they can "make the problems disappear"
Well that's a news flash because lady
Know problems will not "just disappear"
