Two Years Time

Back in January 1994

             Growing up with three siblings was always hard for a girl like me. Especially being the youngest. Jace was 20, the oldest of us four kids. He always expected others to bow down and complete his orders. "Why don't you go off to college already?" That's what I would ask him when he was being bossy. It probably hurt his feelings, but he had to understand that going to college would have been very beneficial for him. I wanted what was best for him. I still do. Carly was 16, she was the most determined out of all us four kids. She planned on going to business college in '96. But a lot of things can change in two years. I always wanted to be like her. Dress like her. Think like her. I mean, Carly's was so perfect! We had this inseparable bond. I loved her so much. I still do. Carter was also 16, Carly and him are twins. Carter was so smart. I remember this one time he was helping me with my english homework, and I was so confused because he was using such big words. We both started laughing when I said, "In English Carter."He was also the most relaxed and calm sibling. Whenever all of us got into arguments, he was always the one to leave the room. It was like he didn't want any part of us. But I still cared about him deeply. I still do.
            My mother was 37. She always struggled trying to take care of my siblings and I. My father left us when I was only fours years of age. My mom took a turn for the worse when I was 14 years old, back in January,1994. She introduced my siblings and I to 1 man every 3 days, thinking every man would be the one for her. Or the one to replace our father. I was always so confused on why she couldn't just stick to one man. Then she met Kyle, on January 17th. I remember because that night I was at my grandma's house with my sister. When we met him, he seemed so nice, so gentle and so warm. He stayed over one night when me and all my siblings were home, for some "bonding time." He got on my nerve too. "Brittney pass me the remote please", or "can you make me a plate?" At about 11, everyone was about to go to bed. Carly was acting a little bit distant that night, like something was bothering her. I remember Kyle comforting her a little too much. He started touching her, rubbing her back, and I just couldn't take it so I grabbed my sister in the boys room and we all had a talk. I told Jace what Kyle was doing to Carly, and he was ready to fight. Mom was too drunk to care so we didn't invite her in our talk about Kyle. Mom was never there for us.
              After the talk me and my siblings had, we all agreed to talk to mom about it the next day, when she was sober. During the middle of the night, I got off my top bunk to check on Carly, and she was gone. I checked everywhere. My sister was gone. Then suddenly I heard a sniffer from the bathroom. I opened the door, and Carly was there. Bleeding. Crying. I remember running to my brothers room and banging on the door until they came out.  "RAPIST! RAPIST!" I ran in my moms room and said. My brother then came in the room to take me out, while my other brother was assisting Carly. She was still crying. My mom came out and asked "what happened?" I said "ask your little boyfriend." At 2:48, Carter called the cops. Kyle was arrested. Carly wasn't the same. I felt so bad that she didn't have a mother that is helpful and can help her get through this rough time in her life. As a family, we have to work on getting everyone together in times of need. But at least she has a sister and two brothers that care about her deeply.