Forget Me Not
by Tiffini Johnson
My name is Jessie. I am eight years old. I am never touched. No pats on the head. No hand to hold when I cross the street. No hug when I am sick. One day, I broke the nose of a boy who tried to touch me. Another, my eyes leaked water when I watched a mother hold her little girl. I was here too, but nobody saw. This is my story. Are you ready?