I am ten years old and spending the summer in Puerto Rico.  I do not play the guitar but my mother insists that I take a picture as if I do.  She insists on pretending. 

I stopped having birthdays years ago, but on this day, the family we are staying with surprise me with a cake and decorations in honor of my birthday.  My mother and I play along as if this is normal for us.  I have been molested by four different men, including my grandfather, by the time this photo is taken.  My mother physically and verbally abuses me daily.  I am happy to join the charade.