I don't always like to say some things turncoat.
I'm still fucking terrified.
I am under the umbrella in the experience of rain but my umbrella has holes and the rain is a memory.
Yet the umbrella stays.
Even in a fucking drought
The umbrella is still the fuck there.
Rosey stood in a solitary confinement cell. She had to save her brother.
Rosey had brought a match with her in her pocket and lit a small flame with that and a part of a broken matchbox.
She lit the flame and let it burn a part of her shirt she ripped off and a napkin.
She put the small fire in her shoe, holding her shoe up closer to the fire alarm on the ceiling.
The smoke went up through the air, reaching the smoke alarm and causing the alarm to go off. All of the solitary confinement doors up this underground hallway opened up suddenly.
Rosey took the opportunity to run out the door and open all the solitary confinement doors up and down the hall freeing the other children.
But the sprinklers went off, and as the children were running as hard as they could the water sprinklers making everything all wet including the checkered tile flooring.
And so the children began to slip. But so did the staff. Rosey knew to slow down and take off her shoes as fast as she could.
And it made her not slip so much and she got away.
Rosey's plan to free the others had mostly failed because after the children slipped and got hurt the staff got most of em but not all of em were gotten.
Rosey was gonna make it and she was gonna free her brother.
Or so she hoped.
I don't understand why people hurt children.
I will never understand.
You can dislike me or think I'm stupid or whatever, but
I absolutely love children and I hate people who hurt them and I sincerely with all of my heart am saying, that I wish that all child abuse would end.
And if I could only just make one deal with God
It would be that every child would have the family they deserve.
