My child is strange.

She never smiles, at lest not normally.

I’m afraid to adopt, it would be dead in a day.

Or is she just lonely?

Just needs a friend?

She scares them like silly.

They never gave her a chance.

Yet she is strange.

Is it her?

Or a demon possession?

Is it her fault she set ice cream trucks on fire?

Or when she almost killed Millie?

Or how she never interacts?

Or how I fond a note book filled with the names of kids crossed of?

Or then the bodies buried in the yard of those children?

Maybe she wants to be like me and her father?

We do like her hobbies.