Name: Jaime (on behalf of Karlene)

Ages: 10, 11, 12

Current Age: 14

It all started a couple years ago on the day that tragedy struck our 
home. Jaime was 10, a month short of 11. I was 12, almost 13 then. I'm 
Jay's sister Karlene. Jay helped another boy in the neighborhood my 
age, Rick, with his morning paper route. Every morning Jay would meet 
our daddy at this one place on his way to his work and they would race 
to some place. My daddy drove his 1968 corvette and my brother his 
little bike. We would have to hear tales of each day at dinner of the 
day's race, our daddy dodging traffic and my brother shortcutting 
through allies, backyards and parking lots. Mommy always joked that 
somebody was going to get killed someday.

On the day Jay failed to show up at home we called Rick's house but he 
wasn't there. The last Rick saw Jay was when he met daddy for their 
race. He never seen him again and thought he went home. I meet up with 
Rick and we hunt for him on our bikes. After a bit we found him 
standing in the middle of a bunch of emergency lights and fire and 
police men and everything. We drove as fast as we could and asked him 
what was up but he just stood there and was staring, in shock. It was 
then that we saw what was the accident. We couldn't even tell at first, 
but it was my daddy's car, only the little bit of the back of the car 
sticking out from behind a huge garbage truck. It took awhile for it to 
sink in that daddy could not survive.

It's been hard on us. The insurance companies don't want to pay because 
they say daddy was driving recklessly. Mom says the lawyers really 
suck. The bank took the house and we moved into a small apartment. Mom 
tries hard by working 2 or 3 jobs. I take care of Jay most of the time.

It's hardest on Jayboy. He blames himself for the accident, even though 
it wasn't his fault. He always has these nightmares, seeing it over and 
over again. He goes to counseling but it doesn't help much. He started 
sleeping in my room and then my bed soon after the accident so I could 
wake him up if I see he is having one of his nightmares. It isn't so 
much that he gets scared but he relives every detail of the accident, 
even to how he lost control and wet his pants, only now he wets the 
bed.

We tried to hide it from mom at first. She started to leave for work 
early and we didn't want to add to her troubles. It started with his 
bed and I just washed the sheets every day. Mom noticed all the soap 
gone. Jay started to sleep in my room so I could wake him but I didn't 
always wake up and he wet his sleeping bag. That was worse. Jay wanted 
to sleep with me. If I was next to him I would wake up. That worked for 
a week but one night I slept through until I felt the pee. I wasn't 
going to have him peeing in my bed. I gave him the choice of going back 
to his own bed or sleep with me in diapers. Jay was really upset at 
first. He wasn't going to wear diapers so he tried sleeping in his 
room. When I told him he would have to wash his own sheets and clothes 
he relented and decided to try diapers.

We really didn't know anything about diapers and didn't want mom to 
find out. She found out he was wetting but I told her I would take care 
of him and didn't want to let her down. I went to the drug store and 
got some Pampers size 6. They were the biggest and luckily Jay is a 
little small for his age so I thought they might work. Jay tried doing 
things himself at first, but they were always on too loose or crooked 
or came off while sleeping. They came off one night when he had his 
nightmare and he peed straight on me. I was so mad I spanked him until 
he agreed to let me put them on. It took like 50 whacks and a really 
red behind but he gave in before my hand did.

It took a few months but we learned a lot about diapers. One is that 
you can't hide it from mommy. Another is that disposables are 
expensive. We used up all our savings and that is just when mommy found 
out. She was kind of mad at first but we talked it over a lot. She 
agreed to buy diapers and let Jay sleep with me. It worked out mostly 
because it was at that time that mom missed the last payment for the 
house before the bank took it and we had to move out. Now we live in a 
small apartment. It's a nice place. We have all we need but there's 
just two bedrooms so me and Jay share. We have a bunk bed, one with a 
full size mattress on the bottom. Jay can sleep on top but he doesn't.


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What diapers do you wear? Cloth Disposable Multiple Underpants I do not wear diapers
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