chapter four

School became my only escape. September came and I started school. I was so proud of my new clothes, but since Mother makes me wear the same clothes over and over again, they were torn and smelly by October. She now would "forget" to feed me. I started to steal food from the kids at school, but soon got caught. I wasn't even called by my name anymore. I've now became "The Boy" and I'm not allowed to do anything. Father would sometimes sneak me food, but that tatic didn't last long either. Soon, I had yet another plan for getting food. I would leave school during my lunch recess, steal some food, run back to school, and eat it in the bathroom. But, yet again, I got caught. I even tried stealing scraps out of the trash can. One day, she even made me throw my food back up and eat it. She almost always caught me when I got food. Mother began making me eat things like ammonia, Clorox, and dishsoap. I found one thing she didn't catch me at, though -- stealing bits of frozen food out of the freezer in the basement.