Life

I couldn’t understand the screaming sensation of the firecrackers going off. Bursting into my 9 year old ears. My voice stuttered and shouted to get you guys off each other. While my little fingers were covering the sensitive ears of mine. You both fighting on the ground was another game of the wonder ball going round and round. Everyday wasted while you were with another girl and her twins while I watch my mother burst into a million of tiny raindrop puddles. The flashbacks from today was my haunted house, all dark no escape. Not learning to ride a bike or to tie my shoes until 14 years old was the doomsday that was happening every day. WHY? WHY? WHY? DID THE 7 YEARS OF MY CHILDHOOD BE TAKEN AWAY with the burning sun burning me wishing I could just pass out from dehydration to forget the flashbacks. How you left me in a child molester house when you know he was there. WAIT Flashback rolling in every seat on the roller coaster ride never ending until somebody hits that stop button. STOP STOP STOP 7 year later and the button is finally off.