I Remember

I remember the way that my family was a whole.
I remember the way we would all go on camping trips together.
I remember being little in my parents arms.
I remember being so scared and alone.
I remember him leaving and him leaving us behind.
I remember her turning her back on us and being selfish.
I remember taking charge and being the parent.
I remember her levaing and him coming back to us.
I remember a new beginning and a fresh start.
I remember better times and new laughs.
I remember dark times when things started to get worse.
I remember getting yelled at and always being wrong.
I remember when I couldn't take anymore and left him behind.
I remember walking out and not going home.
I remember him coming to find me and being strong.
I remember facing him and looking him in the eye.
He says I hurt him really bad, and that he doesn't want to see me again. But if he only knew that he hurt me worse. All I knew was that I didn't want to see him for a long time and so far I've kept that promise to myself.
I remember waking up happier then I have been in a long time.
I remember that feeling lasting and overall being happy.
I remember when my sister came and attacked me.
I remember how much I cried and how bad I felt.
I remember my anger catching up to me and the feeling of regret washing away.
I remember being tired of dealing with his abuse and now I am happier. Happier that I've been in a long time.
I look forward to being happy from now on and not being talked down to and blamed for everything.
I am still a child, but I have seen and learned so much already.
I remember so much from my past, so much that I am sure it would scare most people.
I have been through so much, but I am not done living yet.