- First memory: Watching movers take apart my toys to put them in the van. Age 2.
- Feeling the Blue Plastic Brush crack across my arm and shoulder. Age 6.
- My dad waking me up in the middle of the night and telling me to put on my shoes. Taking me and Cass to Tara's house and leaving us there. Finding out from Katie that my mom had left and my dad was going to find her. Age 10.
- Hugging Tara goodbye on the last day of sixth grade. My mom having to force me away. Being the last people in the parking lot, and crying all the way from Kansas City to St. Louis. Age 11.
- A girl handing me a hair brush in gym class, sneering, "Here...since you don't have one." Age 12.
- Coming home in tears after a day of being bullied and harassed at school, only to have my dad mock me for being weak. Age 12.
- "Is that her? The freak?" Age 13.
- A girl getting in my face like she was going to beat me, all in front of a teacher, while the teacher sat by and did nothing. Age 13.
- Hearing from Brooke that Tyker had killed himself. Age 14.
- Realizing that Tyker was still alive...he just seriously hated me. Age 14.
- After months of being snapped at, I typed up all of my diary entries that mentioned Tyker and sent them to him. His reply, maybe the most painful of all of these: "awww becuase I affected you life is such a HUGE way." January 1, 2008. Age 15.
- That entire fight with Sarah. Age 16.
- Realizing that nothing's ever going to be the same. Age 17.
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