the creek

chapter 1- the women in black

I was just a little boy who lived in Québec, my mom became a stay at home mother after father passed when i was 3, she would always look after me and wondering where i was, and wadering what i was doing, and of course being spoiled sometimes with legos and ice cream, but this all changed in a moment when i was at home with my mom we heard a knock on the door and it turned out to be a lady goverment agent who said to us " we are here from the indian welfare agency, your child is required to attend our school's". My mom rushed to me and said to me "they are here to get you hide in the bed", i rushed as fast as i could underneath my bedframe and tried to quiet down my movements as they barged into our home trying to look for me everywhere they could untill my mom told me to come out of the bedframe, i felt safe knowing my mom herself told me they were gone. The next day i woke up and went down to see what all the fuss was about and my mom said to me "baby, it's time to leave". I saw in my mom's eye's that she was crying with fear and sadness, i asked my mom why was she crying and i started to cry as well not knowing something was happening, but at that moment a mysterious person knocked on our door and said "Are you ready to leave yet?" My mom already had stuff packed for me, so i said goodbye to my mom not knowing where i was heading to, but as i sat in the black pickup truck i had a feeling we had a long ahead of us. As we pulled up onto the big red building i realized that the drive wasn't far at all to this mysterious school, as i went up the stairs to the school i saw kids my age walking in a single file line each kid had numbers attached to their shirts one said "35" the other said "99". Shortly after arriving to the school I was pulled into the office not knowing what i was in there for, the head of the group of children grabbed me from my arm rough it felt like they were going to rip my arm off i began getting scared until i began crying without hesitation one of the lady's in black yelled "Shut the fuck up!" as they were trying to set me down into the tub filled with very hot boiling water, but as i sat down into the steamy hot water it felt like my entire body was on fire, yet i was remaining still trying to contain my pain and worries,

but my worries grew bigger as i saw one of the women in black grab what it seemed to be DDT(incest removal chemical) out from the corner below us, but as one of the women in black screamed "get up!" i immediately knew i had to get up or we would be screamed at again, but with out warning "Poof!" both women in black threw DDT at me although some of it got into my eyes i could feel the scrubber grinding and grinding onto every part of my skin as it felt like someone was peeling off my skin. As i stood up once more off the tub i could feel the woman in black grab my arm and lead me to a hairstylist chair, but i immediately knew they were going to cut my hair off as i could hear the scissors being pulled out of the old drawers behind me i tried to maintain my anger, but when the woman in black put her old lady hands on my head jerking it left and right telling me to hold still and telling me "You better keep your head still or i will smack u with this", as i saw every strand of long black hair fall down to the cold stone floor i felt like a stab to my heart, yet to them i was just some uncivilized "savage" who needed help, but in my mind i didn't want their help, nor did i want anything to do with them.