this is where the story begins to fragment, the place where the memories fragment, my different selves... i dont know which way to continue from here, too many 'me's' to try and chase down, to bring into one again, to continue the story...

i escaped from Dads.. he saw too.... he didnt say so to me then, neither did i... we kind of sidestepped it i guess... there was tension in the air... step mom and Dad were fighting and my confusion got deeper and i decided to be silent about it all... i wanted to get away... the walls were closing in...