Where's my mother?

I remember Christmas as a child. I hated every second of it. I remember being at my aunt's house and having most of my family make fun of my sister and I. My uncle would make fun of my sister's teeth, and joke about her breathe smelling like a dog's butt. Oh boy he thought that was so funny. I used to bang my head as a child and at Christmas, it was the talk of the table. Old drunks making fun of little kids, how sad right? My mother had a hell of a time getting me out of the house. I threw a fit, begged, I even cried to stay home. I hated hearing all those mean things. I felt as if my sister and I were the only ones. I never heard anyone make fun of any of my other family members. Perhaps because our mother did nothing to stop it. My sister and I had no one in our lives to back us up, perhaps our family made fun of us because they knew they could. No one stood up and said "hey shut up or I'm living". I get to watch my sister's face as they made fun of her. I knew how she felt because I was just in tat spot light. I just wish someone would have protected us from them. I'm a little mad at my mother right now for saying mean things about my family. When she says mean things, it confirms what my aunt's say.

When we were all in school, we have people that say rude things, they call names, and pick on us. They are also people we don't know, nor do we really know them. Family should be a safe place, a place where you can be yourself. At christmas they confirmed what the kids said at school was true, they weren't a safe place.


That's what's wrong with some of my aunt's and sometimes my mother, they are all still children in school.

My sister and I have learned this as well, that's wht it's so important for our familes that we start fresh. Let's be more then the kids in school. Let us be more then the children in our family which we call aunt. We are Joanne and Elizabeth. We're Smart, we don't smell like dog butts, we have nice teeth, nor are we fat, or retarded. We are us, and that's good enough!