chapter 4

I live in my dreams. In my dreams I am safe. In my dreams I can be anyone. I imagine I am a king and before me is a feast full of exotic foods just for me. I smiled at a long table filled with every mouthwatering desert you could imagine. But the sharp pains of starvation bring me back to reality. Here I am standing alone in the cold, dark garage listening to the family laugh around the dinner table. I have been banned from eating; I am not a part of that “family.”