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Category Archives: 8th Grade- Rockwood, OR
Once I Ran
I think there’s a story here, I just need to develop it a bit. I escaped from a home when I was 13. It was a “holding” place for juveniles. I was picked up when a friend was involved in … Continue reading
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Copper Penny
When I was about eleven, Jerry came home with a box of product and asked if I would help him bleach his hair. It was the first time he had dyed his hair, and after laying out the contents of … Continue reading
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Old Guy Staring Out the Open Window
artwork by my amazing son
The Cornelius Hotel
I was quick to pack up my belongings and sleeping bag and vacate the apartment before anyone would come by to check. Because I valued the space, I was certain to maintain the illusion of a vacant apartment and I … Continue reading
He laughed at me, in a best friend sort of way
We lived in some pretty shady places growing up, the cheapest housing always brings the poor, the addicted, the desperate and the hoards of children together. Not a great combination when you’re a kid. We subdivide our kids in standardized … Continue reading
A Chorus of Light and Color
So what does a thirteen year old without parents and without a place to live do? I sat in the quiet empty apartment and assessed my situation. I had seen the poor outcome of kids in the foster system and … Continue reading
The Anxiety to Remain Guarded
I felt guilty for hitting Mom but easily rationalized it away. I hadn’t been back to the apartment for over a month and I was really missing Jason. Our apartment was a shithole in the center of a fucking warzone … Continue reading
Jump Reach
artwork by my amazing son
Rockwood Middle School
It was the perfect storm. After a huge knock down and drag out between Mom and me, she wiped the blood from her lip and kicked me out. As a result I had been sleeping on a friends couch for … Continue reading
Family Snapshot- Mom and Me
Artwork by my amazing son. I asked him draw a simple picture of two girls fighting, one on top of the other. He is not reading my posts.
Raised By Wolves (I Wish) 