Chapter 1 Meet me for the first time:
During the week of the Thanksgiving a lovely couple with the names of Keenan and Emma née (Emberson) Cale lives on a big ranch outside of Jolliett, Iowa where Emma’s Parents live the opposite side of the ranch. They already have one child and it is a twelve year old Son with the name of ‘Holt Atworth Cale’ who is currently doing homeschooling at home because it is hard for him to go to a public school. He is twelve years old and Emma’d Holt at eighteen years old with Keenan Cale. Keenan calls Emma a very special nickname which is ‘SWAN’ because she reminds him of a swan bird. Today a Monday it means Holt hasn’t do any homeschooling today because his Parents and him are on their way to pick me up a orphanage in Des Moines the state capitol of Iowa known as ‘home of the Boys and Girls Orphanage.’ The name is ‘Amity’ and I’m eight years old. Currently I’m a orphan, don't know how to read, write or even go to school because my real Parents are DEAD that I didn’t even know them and get nightmares from time to time. I am extremely shy, don’t even play with Barbie dolls, don’t like the color pink, purple, don’t like cats, peppers, grapefruit, strawberries, cranberries, raspberries, bananas, prunes, raisins, kiwis, apple turnovers, all kinds of milk, corn, regular water or other things. Two hours later: we at Walmart to be doing shopping for me, food for my new Family and Thanksgiving Day food for my new Family. Emma carries me around Walmart with my brand new red huge blanket around my body not my head while I’m constantly wetting my underwear right through my pants, sleeping with my head down on Emma’s right shoulder and begin to be sucking on my left thumb because I don’t have any adult center incisors at top of my teeth that I got punched by my former foster Father/bad guy who is life in prison. Four hours later: I go home with Keenan, Emma and Holt. “Baby Girl this Thursday you’re going to meet my side of the Family on Thanksgiving Day.” Emma said. Holt comes to sit down on their couch with Emma holding me on her lap to be there for me anyway. I just don’t know why I’ve to wear diapers all of the time right now. Just barely sobbed in Emma’s arms just as Holt gives me a stuffed Dopey doll to hold. He knew that I love the Dopey character from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs movie. I’ve the best big Brother known as ‘Holt’ ever to me. Emma hears me in her arms whimpering and puts my head down on her right shoulder once again as I started to get really tired from along day today.
Holt puts some television show on the television for me that it is my favorite television show ‘Paw Patrol’ just for me to watch it with him that he didn’t care if it is a baby’s show anyway. I’ve been sobbing inconsolably* about Emma leaving me for someone else that she didn’t want me anymore and get off someone’s lap to go outside to run away but Emma tells Holt or Keenan to run after me and they can’t even catch me at all. Feel like I’m running on forever and end up at someone’s house that I didn’t know know who it is in the first place. Someone grabs me by my brand new red Marvel Thor onesie t-shirt and I didn’t know who this person is. It was Keenan to bring me back home where I do belong. The way after: Keenan bought me back home and carries me inside of our house towards Emma. Emma popped my red baby pacifier into my mouth and instantly felt a lot calmer now. She’d held onto me so tightly as I sobbed on her lap and rubs my back for me so gently just now. Also Emma takes me upstairs towards my brand new bedroom that it has a adult sized crib, baby boy sized toys, adult sized diaper changing table, walk-in closet, adult sized nightstand with a lamp and nightlight which is plugged in right by my brand new bedroom door to change me out of my wet diaper into a fresh clean brand new diaper on me. As I’m started sobbing for Emma that she said I can call her ‘MOMA or MOMMY’ when I upset or really upset about something. I could toddle* over to my diaper changing table and hop right up that I’m still sobbing. Emma starts to changing my wet diaper to take it off and accidentally begin to PEEING all over Emma’s face by accident that she tries to spank me but she dries herself off with lots of baby wipes first.
Four minutes later: Emma got finished changing my wet diaper into a fresh clean brand new diaper on me and shoves my red baby pacifier back into my mouth as I’m sobbing. I fall onto their floor from my diaper changing table and landed on my head that Emma checks on my head for any BLOOD. She sees a massive bruise on my head and yells for Keenan or Holt to get one of them to go get an icepack for my head that Emma lifts me up off the ground to put me on her lap to cheer me up so gently. Also I’m sleepy sucked on my baby red pacifier and held onto my plushie ‘Dopey’ closer to me. Emma carries me back downstairs towards their living room where Keenan is hold an icepack for my head anyway. “Baby girl here you go an icepack for your head and please don’t run away from one of us ever again like today alright. You can call me ‘DAD, DADA or DADDY’ if you are upset or really upset about something that I’m going to be there for you every day/night.” Keenan said. I just lay my head down on Keenan’s right shoulder and just love my brand new Family very much. “Honey I really want to take a photo of Amity is sleeping with her head on your right shoulder now.” Emma said. “Babe you know that Amity doesn’t like her photos taken because she doesn’t like it anyone taking her photos and it is in her special file.” Keenan said.
“Honey I do understand that Amity is going through with her life right now.” Emma said. Real suddenly: I wakeup sobbing once again because my diaper is all wet once again. “Babe there’s something wrong with Amity and is sobbing because I think her diaper is all wet once again anyway?” Keenan asked. “Honey I’m just coming to get Amity to get her diaper change from you and what is our Son doing.” Emma said. “Babe here you go and our Son is playing videogames that he asked me to play with him. I said yes to our Son to play some videogames with him because we eat dinner tonight. Let me go give Amity a kiss before you go change her wet diaper now.” Keenan said. Emma lifts me up off Keenan’s lap that she leans my head down towards Keenan and he gives me a kiss on my head so gently as Emma gets ready to go carrying me back upstairs towards my brand new bedroom just now. As Emma is still carrying me upstairs towards my brand new bedroom to change my wet diaper before I’m getting a huge diaper rash on my crotch really badly. Once Emma got me back into my brand new bedroom towards my changing table to change my wet diaper. She begins to be unsnapping my new red Marvel Thor onesie t-shirt from my crotch to start changing me out of my wet diaper off from me. As once my new red Marvel Thor onesie t-shirt is unsnapped that Emma sees real tears are running down on my face and she rubs my stomach so gently. I couldn’t resist Emma is trying to tickle me but I wasn’t having a good day at all because I just don’t want to be tickled in the first place.
My legs are up in the air while Emma untaped my wet diaper and slid it from underneath me to throw it away in my diaper genie dispenser thing as the baby wipes felt so good on my skin that it still made me to sob up the storm and Emma gives me a kiss on my forehead so gently as I tried to fall back asleep. She is applying a bit of diaper rash cream on my crotch and bottom. Also Emma pulled a fresh clean brand new diaper up and taped it up snuggly around my hips anyway. Tears began to well into my eyes as Emma hugs and kisses me so gently. I just started to get really upset about something that I can’t figure out what is going on with me. “Moma me cant figuwes its out wif me!” I sobbed. “Baby Girl just shh shh and Moma has you safe in her arms that we can talk about it tomorrow alright. You’re going to be sleeping with Moma and Daddy in their king sized bed tonight l. Moma isn’t mad at you at all but she does love you very much.” Emma said. I just reverting with my age as an eight years old to an sixteen month old baby girl that I suffer from Dissociative Identity Disorder* known as ‘DID’ because I always get really bad nightmares. Emma carries me back downstairs towards theur living room where Keenan and Holt are playing videogames together. She still has me wrapped up in my brand new red blanket with my brand new red baby pacifier in my mouth and goes to sit down on their couch. “Amity I really want to call you ‘SIS’ for short or not. Here you go and do you want to play with us?” Holt said.
I just turned the other way that I didn’t want to play videogames at all and am not in a mood for playing videogames with anybody or anyone anyway. “Holt your Sister isn’t in the mood for playing videogames with you and Dad tonight because she’d along day earlier today. She maybe can play videogames with you on Thanksgiving day because we are going to be having Thanksgiving here at our house. I’m inviting Grandma Alistair, Papa Atworth, Uncle Locktela, Nana Kemal, Poppa Bran, Uncle Zebra, and the Cousins over here on Thanksgiving Day alright.” Emma said. Emma cheers me up with her arms wrapped around me and I’ve my head down on her right shoulder once again because I’m being a Moma’s girl. “Baby girl you have to meet my Friends one of these days because one is your Godmother and the other one is your Godfather alright.” Emma said. “Moma yes!” I said (I look so scared of something that Emma, Keenan and Holt don’t why I’m so scared of something is scaring me anyway.) As Keenan and Holt got finish playing videogames together that Keenan goes to their kitchen to make us dinner tonight. “Baby girl what wrong with you lately?” Emma asked. “Moma me justs scawes of dawks!” I sobbed. Emma just held onto me a little bit longer right now. I just gently sucked on my red baby pacifier as Emma is still holding onto me on her lap.
