When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

At five, my adopted father started sexually abusing me. He would come into my room at night and wait for me to fall asleep. I learned at a very young age to never sleep.

What I wanted more than anything was to get away. I loved to write. I wrote little stories. My grandma had taught me to read and write proficiently at age 4.

I wanted to be a writer and run away into one of my stories. I knew I would be safe there.