You were taken away from your parents. Your mom used substances and your dad had made so much debt he ran away. Your mother couldn’t handle his leaving and resorted to violence.

You were currently sitting in Teddy’s office. He hand sock puppets on his hands and kept rambling about static in the communication. Whatever that meant.

You sighed and crossed your arms. You felt belittled by him. After all you cared for yourself even though you were only 10.

Teddy help up one of his sock puppets. “so sunshine. Tell me what happened with your mom.” Like hell you would tell him anything.