She used to touch me whenever she could, she would stroke my hands and tell me that she loved me and I would just nod and fail to say anything back at...all. She placed her hands on the side of my face and kissed me again, moving away a bit to look into my eyes. I quickly moved away and stood up. “This is so, so scary” I said, not really being able to find the right words. “We just have to get used to it again” she said, looking me up and down. She walked over to me and kissed me, slowly. “Just a little love,” I smirked as I entered the room now.“Simon?” Mom recognized me in spite of her drugged state, while Aunt Wendy was more than a little slow to react to my presence.“That’s the name you gave me, isn’t it? Don’t worry. You have a new home. The bad news is that both of you now live under my roof, which means putting up with and obeying MY RULES! Simon Says that you are both to sell your places or discontinue your leases and move in with us!“Simon Says that you are both to. " Victoria continued her tale: At 11:15, Ms. Rohrbaugh had the class line up in alphabetical order fortheir pictures and led them down to the multi-purpose room, where thephotographer had set up on the stage. She instructed the children to do asthe photographer asked, remain quiet, and wait in the multi-purpose roomquietly along the wall while the others were photographed. Then shewhispered something to Ray, and they left the room. About 5 minutes later, Ms. Rohrbaugh returned. Behind. One cold Christmas Eve morning, I lay in my bed, curling my toes andrelishing in the warmth of my blankets.I wiggled my toes again, and giggled. Even though I couldn't see themunder the covers, I relished the fact they were now adorned with purplenail polish that had a layer of sparkles overtop.As much as I was relishing the warmth of my blankets, I knew I would haveto get out of bed soon and face my day, but I closed my eyes and tried topretend otherwise until my alarm went off and ended my.