"Do you remember the rules that you have to follow?" The woman asked me as she began putting my hair up in a tight bun that made me almost feel like I am going to lose all my hair.
She is not dressing me up because she is trying to help me. She is dressing me up because she knows that I will not obey her instructions on what to wear and what to do if she left me to my own devices.
She always had to make me change and I will just let her. One look of annoyance from the woman is enough to make me happy for the rest of the week.
After I have started to live with Zion, I have not had to worry about anything I wore because he would just look at me with admiration in his eyes, even if I am wearing something that only a child would wear.
I understand the controversy in that statement. I understand how that can come off as strange and downright criminal, Zion had been getting weird gazes when he is seen walking with me.
