The story of a young girl trying to find her way through life, with a rare past, suffering a rare disease, and scared of men, will her five overprotective brothers be her only definition of true happiness? 
This story is about the struggles of a young girl with her four older brothers and her twin figuring out life without their parents and Viviana figuring out how to cope with her rare disease Postural Tachycardia Syndrome (P.O.T.S), PTSD symptoms from a traumatic event. I will be referencing the P.O.T.S disorder from scientific journals that I will reference in parenthesis. 
(warning: includes spanking/discipline of a minor)
Postural tachycardia syndrome is a chronic condition with frequent symptoms of orthostatic intolerance or sympathetic activation and excessive tachycardia while standing, without significant hypotension. Orthostatic symptoms include dizziness, lightheadedness, blurring of vision, near faints, weakness in legs, poor concentration, nausea, and headaches. Somatic symptoms include fatigue, sleep disorder, widespread pain, abdominal pain, and menstrual irregularities. Psychological problems may overlap with physical complaints.  (Sited from Seminars in Pediatric Neurology: ) 

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Protective Love

It's officially the first day of school, and it is six in the morning. I am in the barn with Sam, feeding the animals and getting the horses ready for the day. Sam gently lowers the feed bucket to my level so I can scoop up the feed for the chickens, his watchful eyes never leaving me. He looks worried—he has been ever since my panic attack last night. After I finish with the chickens, he helps me carry small amounts of hay for the horses, effortlessly lifting the bigger barrels himself. By the time we finish our chores, it's seven, and I head back to my room to get ready. Sam, still concerned, insists on picking out my outfit: a long flower dress with cream stockings, a cream-colored sweatshirt, and my baby blue vans. I shower and put on the clothes he chose, feeling a little more comforted by his attention. Just as I finish, Dean comes barging into my room, yelling that breakfast is ready. 


Chapter 19. First Day of School