Abondened

On June 12, 1978 I was born. I have this deep feeling inside of me that the birth took place on the floor of the bathroom. My inbillical cord was cut with sissors and tied with a twisty tie off of a loaf of bread. I know I wasn't breathing at birth because I suffer from a diesease that is caused from lack of oxygen at birth. I was immediatly taken from my mother. I was taken to the County Fair Grounds and left in a telephone booth. The person who took me is allegedly my grandmother. She called the Sheriiffs Department and told them that there was a baby in the phone booth.

When the Sheriffs Deputy found me, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. A new born baby girl with a head full of red hair wrapped in a blanket laying in the phone booth. He quickly noticed the bread tie around my ambillical cord and it brought tears to his eyes. HE called the hospital and told him what he found to alert them that he was on his way.

The doctors examined me and I appeared to be in good health. I laid in the nursery of the hospital. I had no name, no parents and no home. I am sure all the other babies had parents coming to hold them and feed them and take them home. But I laid there all alone. I was finally given a name due to nessisty. I was name Maybelle, due to the fact I was found in a MA Bell telephone booth.

As the police desperatley searched for my parents, I became a ward of the state. A woman kept calling the hospital saying take care of my baby, but she never came to get me. An Annymous source came forward and said I was stolen from my mother by my grandmother and that my mother was sick. So the police said if my mother would just come forward therre would be no charges filed against her, but still noone came for me.

I soon moved into a foster home. I was probably rarley held and propped up and fed with a bottle. I didn't have anyone to bond with like most newborn babies. I had a home but I was still all alone. I had to be 6 months old before I could be adopted due to the fact that my mother could come forward within those 6 months and claim me. She never did and after  6 months of laying in a crib and being proped up to eat and pacifiers stuck in my mouth I was finally adopted. And I will save that for another story.