Aunisty Linville
Stories (1/0)
A Story of Abuse and a New Beginning
It was the early morning of April 13, 1999 a beautiful pair of twins were born. My brother and I were born. We were just coming into this world experiencing a touch besides each other's, our mother's. For a while it was just us, my mom, and my dad. Little did we know we would be getting a little sister soon. Then a year and a day later, April 14, 2000, our little sister was born. From what I remember, we were living a pretty happy life. The three of us and my parents. Fun days out at grandma's farm with cousin Sean. I am told the four of us used to be inseparable, and we were always playing and having a blast. Those were good times indeed. Then one day tragedy. I don't remember the exact date or really much from that day. I just remember that as the day that would change my life forever. It was the day I would lose my family.
By Aunisty Linville6 years ago in Psyche