Baby Lion

last updated 2/5/97

I'm six years old. I am younger than Star. She is braver too--she can forget about the bad things that happened. I remember them sometimes.

Last night the big one got upset with her husband because he forgot to take one of the outside kids to his gymnastics class. It made me so scared because he promised and then he said he forgot. It made me remember the grandfather promising not to hurt me and then he did. He said if he could do it once he wouldn't do it again. And then he said he forgot or he said he didn't say that. I don't like promises.

Is it okay to talk about the bad stuff? I don't want to scare you too much, but I really want somebody to know. I want to learn the words to talk about it because sometimes I just don't have any words.

I really wanted to see the lions at the zoo today, though they were just sleeping. I decided that I am a baby lion because I want to grow up to be fierce and strong. I wanted to write in orange, but I couldn't find an orange color that I could see on my screen. So this is lion color.

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