Adults often assume children forget what happens to them. This piece argues they do not. Through one unbroken line, it traces how manipulation, conditional love and neglect leave marks that never fully disappear.

My first direction was a tree or seed metaphor for growth and consequence. I dropped it. The subject was already heavy enough on its own, so I moved to a continuous, minimal rope that keeps the focus on the message rather than the illustration.

The full piece, 68 seconds, sound on.