Thursday, April 18, 2013
Once upon a time...
Once upon a time I was a three year old who'd bite her loving older brother for no reason. Once I bit so hard it broke skin; my mother thought it got infected. Once on a home video, I was three unwrapping a mountain of presents and then walking around the tree to find more presents; there were no more; I threw a tantrum; I was greedy. Once upon a time when I was 4, 5, 6, 7 and 8, I displayed overly sexual interests and did more than play doctor with my friends; I am ashamed. Once upon a time when I was 4 I used to get constant stomach aches; the tests showed nothing, it was all in my head I guess. Once upon a time when I was about 6 or 7 my dad spanked me so hard it left a hand print and when my mother was washing me and saw it she made him come up and see it; she screamed at him, she yelled; I just sat in the bathtub. Once upon a time I remember being threatened with a belt. Once upon a time I nearly failed grade two; I don't know why, it was just a bad year I guess. Once upon a time I was simply a very bad child.
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me,
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reminiscing
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