I woke with a start. I had dreamt of some of my favorite anime. I hit a realization. I would never be able to watch anime again. I didn't even get to watch ¨Attack on Titans¨! Mainly because my sister kept on shipping Levi and..uh woops, I forgot his name. Well doesn't matter anyway. 

Ugh, fuck gay people. They ruin everything.

Oop. NO! I did not..just do that. I shit myself. I didn't even know I had to go. Arg, this makes me angry.

¨WAA, WAAH-¨ BAM! The door to the room slammed against the wall.

My mother rushed over to me and picked me up,¨Are you okay? Are you hur-¨ 

*sniff* *sniff*

¨Oh, you want your diaper changed. Okay! For a second there I thought you had hurt yourself.¨ She giggled, while taking me over to the changing table.

Kill me now…. I have lost my pride( Not sure I had It In the first place.) My dignity, everything I held dear to me.

¨Wah,waa.¨ Sniffle. I want to go home.

¨Aw, poor baby. Does your tiny booty hurt?¨ Mother picked me up again and cradled me.

Put me down woman! I'm not wearing a diaper! Do you not know of common decency?! I may be a baby, but I at least have manners.

¨Okay darling, Mommy has to get to bed before Angy gets mad.¨ She hurriedly put on my diaper, and put me back In my cradle.

Night mom.*yawn* 

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 I woke up to the sound of arguing outside my door. I recognized the voice. It was Angelos. What was she doing here this early In the morning?

Just then, she barged In fuming. 

Yikes. Who made her this mad, and why was she here. I don't want to take her anger out on me. She kinda scares me….only a little.

¨Ahem. Good morning Nkéi prínkipas. How did you sleep...¨

¨Ugh, what Is the point In bonding with a baby?! It Is freaking stupid.¨

¨You can't even understand me, can you?¨ Glaring as she said so.

Bitch, If I wasn't a baby, I would totally rip you a new one. Can you like, be nice for once and stop judging me?!

God, I can't wait for her to leave.

¨Wh-y do I have to do this everyday. It's so boring.¨

Wait.What. Everyday you say…..NO! I don't want you here either! Just go away. I just want to sleep..*cri*

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Angelos came by like this everyday, until my second birthday. At the ripe age of two, I could form coherent words, and my hate for Angeos Is still justified. One thing I have noticed overtime, Is that I have yet to meet my dad or the twins. I'm not allowed outside my room either...weird.

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Haha bitch, I can talk now. Well I have for a while, but I'm saving It for my birthday party( basically a tea party) I'm going to rip a her a new one. he he he he..

                                                                                                                                         Year 2, a week before his birthday.