If Only They Had Listened

Where It Began

On May 27, 1899 Martha Jones and Albert Jones had their first little girl today they named her Jamia ( Ja-Me-A) Ahvayuh (A-Ava-yuh) Jones. She was born during the war against South Africa. At the time everybody thought she was a lucky little girl because she was born in one of the richest families in St. John's In Canada an had no worries of the war. She was very smart But she was more off to herself didn't really like to hang with any other children or play with others. Her mother and father seemed to have loved her so much during this time she seems loved well taken care of and healthy, But all this begins to change on Oct 27th, 1905 when her little sister Ania Jones was born. Everything began to change Jamia was only 5 at the time when they started to treat her differently, on Nov 19, 1910 was when the event that'll change her forever. "BBC Nia give me my stuff back now!!" Jamia screamed "No!!" Nia screamed back Jamia snatched her phone back from Nia an Nia fell down the stairs she had only fell down three steps an busted her lip on the floor. Nia began to scream as if someone had stabbed her "DADDDYYYYY" she screamed Jamia just stood there in shock because she didn't intentionally mean to push her. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" Their mother an father said rushing to the stairs "Mia pushed me down the stairsss!" Nia cried out acting as if she was gonna die from a simple little cut her teeth had done when she fell. *Switching Point Of Views To Jamia's* "Dad I swear she took my phone an wouldn't give it back an I snatched it an when I did she fell down THREE STEPS it wasn't nothing she's being dramatic!" I said trying to explain how their 5 year old was being extra. "GIVE NIA YOUR PHONE AN PASSWORD AN GO TO YOUR ROOM DONT COME OUT FOR ANYTHING !!" My dad said yelling in my face something he had never done he grabbed my arm an pushed me against the stairs I remember hitting my head an feeling dizzy as I stood up I saw my sister point an laugh so I stumbled to my room an lied on the floor an cried the rest that day an night . That was a Saturday so I didn't have school the next day So I woke up an went into my bathroom an got dressed for church an I realized there was a knot that had been bleeding. So I called in our maid Ms. Renee "MS. RENEE CAN YOU COME HERE FOR A SECONDDD PLEASEEE" I said yelling outside my door luckily she was already walking towards it. " Omg Sweetie your face what in the tarnation is this?!" She said rushing to my Aid she grabbed my hand an rushed me into the hall bathroom. Grabbed a wash cloth a wet it with cold water "What happened to you do your parents know!? " she said gently tapping the rag on my face. "Daddy the one who did it" I said starting to cry all over again she looked at me with tears in her eyes "He did this to you???, he's never done anything like this" she said hugging me. After that day my father an mother would torcher me when they were mad they took all their anger out on me.