May 2, 2019
Jessica
My dad was in driver seat while mom was in the front passenger seat. They were talking about me and my brother.
Mom then said, “....as for Jessica, don’t you think we should send her to an institution that can help her? We barely know what she was talking and thinking about, and I guess it’s too much for us to take care of her.”
They think I was asleep. They didn’t know I was awake while having my eyes closed, holding my tears to roll down.