Chapter Two: Innocence Stolen
Time flew by. Soon I was two years old. I rarely see mommy. But that's okay. Everytime I do see mommy, something is wrong with her. Her words are all slurred together and seem to make no sence. Her eyes are glazed over and never focus on anything. I stay away from her when she's home and like that. Mommy, I don't like what you're doing! Can't you see that you scare me when you come home late and you stumble through the house?
Today mommy came home and was happy! I smiled and laughed when she picked me up and hugged me. She told me that I was going to be a big sister! I was so excited! I clapped my little hands and laughed again. She put me down in my crib and I started to cry. Mommy I don't want you to go yet! You're never home and happy! Please, just hold me a little more?
I cried and cried. Nobody came and I slowly fell asleep. I woke up to see Anthony above me. I smiled and tiredly reached up for him to pick me up. Instead he climbed inside my crib. I was confused a little. Then he began to softly wisper to me. Soon I began to doze off again. I was almost asleep until I felt his hands turn me over. I was too tired to open my eyes.
On that night my innocence was stolen from me. Thankfully, my virginity wasn't. From then on everytime I cried or every night Anthony would come and steal more and more of my innocence. How much longer would this last, I constantly wondered.
One night when I was four my grandma was calling Anthony. He didn't hear her because he was in my room again. Finally, she came into my room looking for him. She found him. In my room. On my bed. On top of me. She pulled him off. I sighed gratefully at her. Looking at her anger filled face, my eyes began to fill. She then yanked me off my bed. I tried to cling to my blanket and teddy. Her strength was enough to tear them away from me.
As she carried me by the arm and Anthony walked next to her, she shouted for my other brothers to come. I was naked. I was cold and scared. What was going to happen?! Mommy, where are you!?
"Woosh! Slap! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Anthony screamed in pain as the whip hit his bare back. I cringed. I cried. Why was she hitting him?
Andrew and Triston came rushing into the room. Triston came to where I was. Curled into a ball and crying.
After Grandma got done, she pulled Andrew and made him hit Anthony. I cried more. I didn't understand why so many harsh things were being done! Had he done something really bad?
Soon, it was Triston's turn. I clang to him. Hoping he wouldn't hit Anthony too. But Grandma was too strong again. Forcing Triston to hit him too.
I peeked at Anthiny's back. It was red and bleeding. It hurt me just looking at it.
Grandma came to me. Please God don't let her hurt me!
As she picked me off the ground, I shouted. I didn't do anything! Why is this happening?!
Grandma, Andrew, and Triston all in that order began to hit my bare back. It stung! Tears flowed from my eyes down my cheeks.
When all was done, I could barely move.
The clock read 12 o'clock am in bright red numbers.
I could feel the chill come from the windows.
Grandma was saying something in korean again.
Anthony and I then got put on the porch. No clothes, no nothing. We had to walk a mile down the road to my Aunt Glenea's house.
We heard barking. The neighbor's dogs were out. We ran.
Bare feet pitter pattering against the cold, black top. Tears flying in the wind. Everything was so wrong! What happened that was so bad? Was I wrong to not tell anyone what Anthony was doing? But he told me all the time that it was right! He said everything would be okay. He promised me that he would never leave me!
We arrived at Aunt Glenea's door. Shivering and shaking. I kept pressing the orange light and Anthony continuosly pounded on the door. After about two minutes, the door swung open. I ran in and immediately went to the coach. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped myself in it.
The only thing visable were my blood-shot red eyes. Tears still running out of them.
Aunt Glenea said she had to make a few calls while she was getting us dressed.
I was scared. Was anything else bad going to happen? I don't think I can take anything else tonight.
I soon fell asleep with tears drying on my cheeks. I dreamt of a perfect family again.
Mommy, I miss you and really need you right now.
