(content warning, alot of swearing, and description of child abuse sexually and physically)
Name is Apple Joanna Seymour. Most people call me AJ. Unless your my dad he calls me asshole, kid, bitch,
but anyway the lady at this hospital told me writing how I'm feeling helps with the mental state of mind it is supposedly calming and relaxing bullshit.
But I did figure that if someone knew my story maybe then I wouldn't seem so in the clouds aka crazee. Yeah yeah I know I spelled it wrong who cares? this is my story remember?
I can't remember much till I was about 8 so we will start it there. I was 8 years old going on 30 according to most folks. Living with just my dad and the occasional whore.
And like the wonderful piece of shit he is made sure I knew all about what a guy wants. I mean come on its free sex when its your kid right?
Wait wait sorry let's retry that.
I was 8 years old mhm living on Mars. No really Mars, Louisiana.
"Kid! grab that bottle of wine will you?" My dad called from the bedroom.
I ignored him purposely as I heard him swear under his breath I clutched Flurry my only stuffed animal as I heard the cabinet door close then slam shut rattling the bottles inside I listened as his footsteps disappeared to his bedroom
I took a breath of relief and went back to drawing. Suddenly a loud knocking sound was heard "This is Park County Police Department! Seth Seymour we have a warrant for your arrest! for drug possession" I heard my dad sworn under his breath and then I heard the back window open. I went to open the door but instead I heard a click. The door was locked. "Seth! Seth let me out! Dad! Dad! DADDY!" suddenly the door burst open and an officer stood there smoke was seeping into the room as the officer coughed then grabbed me.
"I got a kid!" He coughed setting me down on the grass "We need medic over here to check her! and a blanket!" he shouted Suddenly two guys ran towards me and panick kicked in "NO! NO! DON'T I'M SORRY" I said standing up quickly "Hey hey were here to help" one of the guys said reaching his hand out "Get away! I want to go home! I was a good baby please let me go home" Pausing the story right here.
So I was a little mentally fucked up in the head from my daddio and I thought I was getting punished.
I'm going to jump the story here and head to the good part. We are now looking at 10 year old me. Brown hair in two short pigtails a busted lip and a black eye from a fight I got into over a cup of pudding.
Yes I won. I was sitting on the steps outside eating that pudding when a tap on the shoulder had me jump "Child. There is a couple here who would love to meet you" it was Sister Penny. The only saint in this place. The others thought that children where a sin and needed the devil beaten out of them constantly. I stood up to take her hand but instead a voice shrilled "Thats enough Sister Penny. I shall take her myself. God only knows why they wanted her but at least she's out of my hair right?"
she then sighed and grabbed my arm half dragging me to Mother Irene I looked back at Sister Penny who was forcing a smile on her face through tears.
Finally at the office Sister Agatha spun me around yanked the ponytails out then quickly and roughly pull it back into pigtails again she then smacked my dress of dust not a care that she was smacking me as well. "Guess that will do." She said opening the office door. "Mother Irene. Joanna is here" she said in a sweet voice gently pushing me in she shut the door. I looked over at Mother Irene who gave me a quick "Dont you dare mess this up" look i then looked back at the two sitting there. "Hi. my name is Apple Joanna. But the Sisters call me Joanna. I don't know why. I love to color or paint, I also love puppies and dolls. I had a stuffed penguin named Flurry but he got ruined so they gave me my very own kitty I named Fluffy." I said gently twirling my dress and batting my eyes. the couple sitting there grabbed hands and smiled "My name is Steven. This is my wife Erica. We would love to have you at our house. And if you want we can get you your very own stuffed penguin. If that is okay?" Steven asked. I smiled sweetly and nodded my head. "I am wondering what happened to your face." Erica asked looking a little concerned.
"Oh Joanna gets teased sometimes by the older girls. Unfortunately she ran towards some stairs today and fell." Mother Irene said half heartily. "Mother Irene you said never to tell a lie. I got into a fight today with another girl for her pudding. Broke her nose and two fingers" I said smiling yet again as I twirled my dress.
Steven and Erica looked a little surprised. But they both nodded their heads. Turning to Mother Irene they began talking. I lost focus after that until Mother Irene stood up and congratulated them. Erica grab my hand with tears in her eyes. "You are our daughter now. Your officially a Junk. She said wiping the tears from her face." at that moment I realized I made a big mistake. Packing my trash bag I met the Junk's downstairs. Steven took my bag while Erica took my hand. We literally walked out of there in slow motion I swear. Me glaring at Steven who was breathing heavily. And Erica still sniffling from the tears she shed in the office. I got into the car and suddenly Steven said "Now we got ourself Pretty Blue Eyes." I felt a lump go down my throat as he smiled at me.