Okay, Let Me Begin... It does not end soon. in Dirt Under the Rug

November of 2017, today. I am brought back to the play of what happened July 9th 2006. I remember making a phone call for whatever reason (I remember it being an accident redial?), while fireworks going off… It was the 4th of July and I should have been apart of the fun family shenanigans… For whatever reason, whomever I was trying to get a hold of (which, for the life of me I cannot remember who), was not the person who picked up. Four days after a simple mistaken redialed phone call… I remember every date, hour, and even up to the minutes to the most of my traumatic moments and/or impacting times in my life. I realize this is unusual, but it is who I am. Today, the one year I did not remember this memory that truly put my life into a whirlwind, I remembered it more vivid than ever… I have good reasons for remembering it(with time will tell)… but I will leave that reason for a later time. Though, I wish I could clarify the missing out on the Fireworks… I remember wanting to be a part of those fireworks sooooo bad! Yet, I was on the phone? Fourteen…pretty sure fireworks are not allowed in Worcester, Mass., therefore, I missed out on being devious (ha ha). What was I doing on the phone, who was I originally trying to call and how did this call happen? Fourteen year old, fighting with her aunt, out of my state(comfort zone), going through the “becoming a teenager” phase. Vulnerable, looking for freedom, wanting an out, only if even just for 15 minutes out of the house. I was looking for an escape from being stuck with a family (who I love dearly) but for more than 3 weeks(Love them!)… Rules that I had to adapt too that I was not used too… Adaptation I had to get accustomed too.... Let me leave with this for today, was it wrong for me to seek freedom and just wanting a moment of relaxation?