Spicyblue101

I used to love looking at this sight seeing tower from the roof of my house, with my parents as a kid. My dad told me some day we'd go there to see the stars at their finest, since our roof wasn't high enough. He made a promise, that he didn't keep. He's been gone for....6 years now? I was only 8 when he left me. I thought he loved me, he told me that he'd teach me how to find friends, since with my condition would make it hard. It did. It has. I can't talk to people, even though I've been screaming for help for so long. My hair looks like the trees around me. Oak brown, wild. My dad used to call "Oak tree". So did my mom, but she can't even