BABY DEVIN

CHAPTER 1

It was a dark and dreary night, the rain coming down in slants cascading off the tin roofs in droves. < No, no, no, that’s not how it was> The night was deathly still, not a sound could be heard from any corner of the small forest. Very peculiar for a warm spring night. A slight glow could be seen on the distant horizon, coalescing to a single point of light, then disappearing to utter blackness. <Sigh, do I have to do EVERYTHING myself, these darn newfangled contraptions.> < This is how it really was>

It was a warm mid October afternoon. I was on my way to 6th period, everything was a bustle everyone excited about the long weekend, and Halloween this Saturday. Of course most of the other kids in school treated high school like it was a big party. Me, I had to do everything I could do just to make it through. My parents always liked to try and pretend that there was nothing wrong with me, and that I didn’t do all that well because I chose not to. "you're not stupid, if you’ll learn just to apply yourself." Baa, how much do I have to do to prove myself in their eyes. I hate all of this. I really wish I could have just stayed 2 forever and never have to grow up and go to school. Heck, I’m already halfway there as it is. Having to wear diapers all my life, being ridiculed, made fun of, taunted, and beat up over them. "Devin the diaper baby" that’s what I’m known to them as. <Sigh>

Damn, those idiots. So much for computer class. Should have figured it wasn’t just sweat when my socks started getting wet. Why can’t they just leave me alone. Is there some maniacal sense of power over terrorizing a small kid that’s never said anything bad to anyone and never been in a fight in his life and can’t defend himself even if he was? If this is the way this world is, I’m not sure if I want to live in it. God I hate depression. Heh, If I killed myself they would probably just get pissed off 'cus they don’t have anyone to pick on anymore.

I wish this school wasn’t so big, I hate walking all over it, makes me wish I had my chair. But my parents don’t really want me using it anymore, these braces on my legs have their uses, but they hurt a lot and I still can’t walk without them anyways. God why do I keep thinking of these things, just brings me down even more. I just wish those darn kids would stop putting needles and pins and stuff in my seat before I sat down. Swear they're starting to think of me as a walking pin cushion, at least that’s how I feel.

<Oommpf> flat out on the floor again. I swear I know the floors in this building more then I know anything. "JERK, Watch were your going next time" sorry.

"Darn diaper baby, thinks everyone should have to get out of HIS way." Slaps me in the back of the head, then walks off. Glad they had the decency to at least put hand rails on the walls in the school. Haul myself up and glance down on the floor and notice the puddle. Damn, they got me good this time. Least I’m only two doors from the nurses room. Heh, and actually I DID walk the whole way with my eyes closed, so I guess that WAS sort of my fault anyways. Knock knock,.. knock. "Come in Devin."

"Hi, Mrs. Campbell, heard the commotion and figured it was me huh?"

"No Devin, Actually I knew it was you because you are the only one that ever knocks before they come in here."

Mrs. Campbell sighs. "It looks like they got you pretty good this time, guess I’m going to have to talk to Mister Tharp about this again."

Please don’t, Last time he got in to it things just got worse."

"We’ll see, First things first, You know the drill."

I make my way through the bright clinical room to the exam table with my head down and looking through the reflection in the floor. I take my shirt off and zip the zippers on the sides of my pants off removing my pants, then hold my arms up as Mrs. Campbell lifts me up and on to the table.

"I’m glad you're not any bigger then you are, my son is five now and I can’t even lift HIM up anymore."

Mrs. Campbell disconnects the connector form the cord at my spine and removes the braces from my legs. She then proceeds to change me, taking off a pair of plastic pants that look like it was turned in to a strainer. She removes the ducky diaper pins and removes the diaper and sort of gasps as she notices the blood and the blackish purple rash that is exposed.

"You're lucky you can’t feel any of this."

"This has gone too far Devin, I’m sorry, but I am going to have to tell Mr. Tharp about this."

I sigh and just say, "If you have to." Things always seem to get messed up when the principal gets involved.

"Guess I’m also going to have to give you a tetanus shot, This might, jus feel a little shar.. What am I saying, sorry Devin, I keep forgetting."

She proceeds to give me the shot which of course I don’t feel, apply a bunch of different creams and powder and proceeds to diaper me in a pampers 6. Sure glad they came out with these, and even more so that you fit in to them. Cloth diapers are good for at home and when you sleep, but get torn up fairly easy with what you go through at school.

"I guess Mrs. Campbell." I just hate the designs on the front, Just something else the kids would make fun of me about if they ever saw it.

"I’m also going to have to give your mom a call about this as well. She’s going to have to keep you in those Pampers for a couple of days and hold off on the cloth until those wounds heal."

"Yes ma'am."

Mrs. Campbell sits down at her desk and proceeds to make a couple of phone calls, one of which I hear her say, " Yes he’s alright, Mrs. Martin. Just remember what I told you and make sure to take it easy on him the next couple of days."

About 5 minutes later in walks Mr. Tharp. I guess most 14 year olds would be sort of squeamish at lying around in front of people in diapers, especially if they were Pampers. Then again, I’m far from normal. Mrs. Campbell proceeds to tell him about my current medical condition, that she had to give me a shot, and shows him my pin cushioned plastic pants.

"This could be cause for expulsion. Unfortunately we don’t really have any hard proof to substantiate it. About the only thing I could do right now is suspend the offenders for a week. Hopefully that should be enough time for them to learn their lesson."

I shudder just thinking of what kind of retribution I could get from this. And just shake my head.

"Annie, you can go ahead and call Mrs. Martin and tell her that she can pick up Devin now, and tell her that I am going to take care of this. Devin, have a good weekend and see you bright and early Monday morning."

"Yes sir"