There is Hope! (Part 2)

When I arrived at the orphanage, it wasn’t long before I discovered both my older sister and little brother were already there. This did comfort me for a little while as the abuse would soon start again even if my siblings were with me. The three of us spent a few days or weeks enjoying one another before my older sister would be placed in the naughty room for something she did know better than doing. Then my brother would be forced to spend all day everyday inside a playpen packed with toys and at least five other toddlers. The days would grow long and weary as one by one we would be forced to keep ourselves a way from one another. It was always something to do with us and all the other children being brats who needed to learn a lesson.

Children as old as six years old were made to sleep in baby beds. The beds were lined up in an enormous pink room with one giant window covered with bars on the outside. All boys and girls from tiny babies to six years were always in this room for night time. The restroom was located towards the back of the large bedroom where there were several toilets and three tubs. When using the restroom or taking a bath, we did so with other children being there at the same time. Boys and girls mixed together. There were two medium sized rooms located down a long hallway for playtime. Each room had certain aged children with smaller ones like me in one and then the big kids in the other. We were all were stuffed in these rooms most days where we had to learn to play nicely or we’d get sent to the naughty room.

The naughty room had no windows and fluffy pillowed walls and doors. There wasn’t a bed or chair in the room, but it did have a tiny light high above the floor enclosed inside metal bars. There was only one naughty room so many times there were always two or more kids of all ages in it at once. Once, I remember being placed in there because I wouldn’t talk or play with any other children besides my siblings. When I got in there, there were two big teen boys and three teen girls. They were all in there doing nasty things to each other. They tried to make me have what they called fun with them, but I managed to crawl into the back corner crouching into a little ball so I couldn’t watch them. I did hear them, though. It did sound like fun to me.