Mommy and daddy never hugged anymore.
Daddy stopped holding me,
and Mommy stopped singing to me.
I walked out of my room and wandered to the dining room.
Mommy was sleeping on the couch in the other room.
I looked at daddy, he couldn’t stand.
He just kept falling, he looked so tired.
I looked down and saw an empty pill bottle.
“Daddy!” I screamed, and he fell down to the ground.
I screamed in horror, but mommy didn’t wake up.
My sisters and brother came in.
My oldest sister Sally took my hand and brought me, my 6 year old sister Beth, and my twin brother Garet across the street to our neighbors house.
We stayed over night.
I overheard my neighbors say that my parents were addicted.
What did that mean?
I placed my head on the pillow and drifted off to sleep.