Hand in hand in hand we walked out of the cafeteria and through the empty courtyard of Oakshire Elementary’s...
Author Archive for: Nina Blyton
The second bite was easier. So was the third. My new teacher stopped eyeballing me, satisfied that I...
Chapter 44: The Most Traumatic Meal of the Day There’s a big difference between breakfast service and lunch time...
I could have stared holes in her. There was a deliberateness in how she ignored me, how she...
Chapter 43: Just Like The Little Kids I felt the two fingers pull back my pants, checking my diaper....
My old mentor took the box to the bathroom. She came back with the bibs still in hand....
Chapter 42: Perversions of Old Rituals The sun wasn’t up yet when I got to school. Just like always....
Chapter 41: My First Day At School “There must be some kind of mistake,” The Principal peered at me...
She huffed and stared at me. “A cosset is like a crush. And just like a crush, we’re...
Chapter 40: Cossets, Confessions, and Compromises I stayed in the crib and sobbed and beat up the mattress for...