The Rain Hasn't Passed... The Storm's Just Starting [0/8]
Something’s wrong. Mikey… You promised that you would get me back. You said we would be together again, but I haven’t you him in a long time. I don’t know how long it’s been, but I can’t even remember your voice anymore.
Even if I can‘t remember it, I know that I really miss your voice. I miss when you would sing me to sleep. You weren’t as good as Mommy, but I’m glad you did it anyway. At that place (that place filled with people just like me) no one sang me to sleep. The ladies there wore pretty clothes with flowers and animals. They looked nice, but they weren’t nice enough to sing to me or play with me.
I don’t like the other people here. They aren’t you. Mikey, I want to go home… Please take me home. The people in the pretty clothes want me to play with them, but they don’t do anything right. I tried to play Power Rangers with the toys you bought me, but they won’t be the bad guy. You always would be the bad guy, and you didn’t care when I didn’t want to play Power Rangers anymore and just walked off. The people here cry, and I get in trouble.
I don’t like my room; there’s no pictures of me and you in it. My room’s blue, just like it was at home, but I’m not allowed to color on these walls. None of the pictures I drew for you are here. I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all.
How come you didn’t come to my birthday party? I didn’t know anybody there, so why did they sing Happy Birthday to me? Why did they eat my Birthday cupcakes? After the party, no one talked to me. I tried to tell the nice ladies that I wanted you there, but they smiled at me and walked away. They don’t understand me, but you did, Mikey.
I looked for you everyday. You would never leave me somewhere by myself. You hadto be there somewhere. But I wasn’t allowed to do anything. I was put in my room and they locked the door. Why would they lock me in my room? What did I do?
Mikey… I need you, Mikey. I don’t like the rain. You used to hold me into the rain stopped, but no one here does. I couldn’t stop crying and they poked me with something that made me go to sleep. My arm hurts… why did they hurt me? You would never do that.
There’s a girl here who I wish I could be like. She can talk to the nice ladies and they understand her. She talks to me a lot. I know she’s seventeen and she told me her parents are in heaven. Even though I want to be able to do everything she can, I don’t really like her too much. Every day since she got here, she says, “I like you, Gee. We should get married.” I shook my head when she first said it because I didn’t know what married was. The second time she asked me if I knew what married was. I shook my head and she said that when two people really liked each other and wanted to spend their life together for ever they got married. Married sounds like a good idea.
We should get married, Mikey. I like you a lot and want to be with you forever. Do you want to be with me forever? When you come get me we can get married and be happy forever and ever. You are getting me, right?
One morning, I woke up and one of the ladies told me that I was going home. I knew you had come to get me. I knew you finally would. I put all the things I had brought with me in a box with something written on it. After I finished, I ran out my room to the play area where you would be waiting.
It wasn’t you. It was Daddy. Is he taking me to you?
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