Convince me not to be done with you

She wasn't sure what miss shaye was so upset about. But she listened as each word came from both women. It was all so confusing. She understood her mom perfectly clear, she was in trouble for going with daddy. Miss shaye was asking questions of her and her ears fell. "I... just wanna be like daddy...."" he was brave and strong. Plus he never had seizures. He wasn't scared of anything. She felt disheartened and like it was wrong now.

She was listening as things escalated between shaye and her mom. She'd been with daddy when he ran off, but he didn't know that she didn't think. She'd followed after him and was trying to be a good girl, being quiet and staying out of sight, but then he'd took off. Every growl, every word Shaye threw it was alot for her to take in. Miss shaye seemed to hate her mom. She wanted to run. To escape. She was scared not just of the anger but from what she was seeing. Her mom was lowering to the ground. Where was daddy? Why wasn't he protecting mom?

Her breathing started to turn to pants and she squeezed her eyes shut. She knew the feeling. It was happening again. Deep breaths that's what mom told her. It didn't work though. The seizure came regardless. Her body flopped, limbs flailing jaws opening and closing on their own. She was drooling and she knew she had peed herself again. Her body wasn't her own. It was terrifying. She wanted to stop but muscles clenched and unclenched on their own. She was flailing and seizing between shaye's paws. In her head she was screaming out for help but no sounds came out. Her eyes were wide with the fear. And by the time she stopped seizing she was panting and disoriented. She jumped to her feet and like a drugged pup wobbled forward only to fall. Tears came forth. It was embarrassing. She smelled and now was unable to fully function until her body settled down again. She laid there wanting to just disappear from sight.