Monday May 19, 2025 | What is a memory you would like to erase?

I wanted to do this prompt but I needed more room than what the book gave.  Well, that is the thing.  I want to forget it and erase it altogether but also at the same time I would like to go to a different place as I have cards and more information about selective mutism.  

I would like to erase 2009 through 2012.  It all started when I got Jordan back in May 2012.  So far it was about the dog.  Then people kept telling different stories why I was moved out of there.  Jason told me that was running down the hall screaming and with my shirt off.  I would never take off my shirt and go out into the hallway! Ugh!  What an asshole!  Then in December Jason came over and tried to put a anti-virus on my computer and he kept yelling at the computer and it was pretty loud.  After that and that was two days later, my grandmother was in the hospital on her deathbed.  I became really anxious.  My mom went down the nurses office to get somebody because granmaw was asking for some water.  That was the first time that I heard from my mom that granmaw said.  She said the mother of all curse words.  F*** the doctor.  That was the first time I ever heard of my grandmother saying such a word.  When I was younger, my grandmother tried to refrain from cursing in front of me.  Although I did hear my granmaw say "well hell" or "dammit to hell, Pamela!" or "dam Pam"!   It always irritated the h*ll out of me because my name rhymed with a curse word.  It can't be any worse.  My great aunt Nell's name rhymed with hell.  There was something that my grandmother did or maybe she was talking to aunt Nell on the phone and she hung up the phone and said "well hell, Nell".  I just laughed at the time.  I think I was in junior high by then.  I think I was about 13.  No I don't think my granmaw ever cursed around me when I was about 3 or least until I got out of elementary school.  I got pulled out of the 4th grade.  I spent the whole 5th grade level in the hospital in Galveston.  So I spent the whole time in the hospital chasing after boys that I liked. One of them I shall say was named Micheal but he went with name Mike.  Then there was Casey and there was Kasey. (i think)  Casey with a C was a black boy and Kasey with a K was a white boy.  There was one kid in that hospital named Leeroy who scared the sh*t out of me.  He was black and he kept wanting to um... get on me or get on top of me.  I kept trying to run away from him.  Let's see.... how do I put this?  He wanted to screw my brains out.  ugh!!  That kid back then was icky.  Telling the nurses would be completely out of the question because my selective mutism wouldn't allow me to speak.  

In 2014, after the hospital visit for a week in Houston at Cypress Creek or maybe that was in June 2014.  Anyhow, me mom and aunt Lisa was going to Virginia to pick up my cousin James to move him to Alabama or something like that.