Always in my head [View all]

They are no better than any other monsters out there. The serial killers, the mass murderers. I consider them equally evil. They were supposed to be my family. They took the souls of me and my sisters. They must have thought we would be too young to remember. We do remember. Every day of our lives we remember. We get to spend the rest of our miserable lives remembering. And asking. Over and over. How could anyone do this to a child? The parents knew. How does one live with that? How can children live with that knowledge? It will never end. I wait to die.