“Throw the Kids Away. Throw the kids away. Only do it when I say and then we’ll all go play.”
I wake up to that fucked up nursery rhyme far too often. After years of therapy and drug use, I’d say it’s down to once a week. My name is Bonnie, well at least that’s what I go by now. I changed my name the day I turned eighteen as a small birthday gift to myself. My original name was Martha, and I had a slight claim to fame that I didn’t choose. See, I was the only kid to survive the Batshit Babysitter. That’s usually what she was known as in the tabloids. Some called her the Naughty Nanny, others called her home the Devil’s Daycare.