Chapter Twelve.

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Dear Dairy,
November 5th, 1902. ( Later in the morning. )
" What are you still doing here Reese!? " " Can you just leave me alone, please! " I screamed out to him, as if I was in any danger.... Which I felt I was. He then nodded, he nodded his head while walking up to my bed room door, and then he closed it while walking out of my room. I then take a deep breath in relief. And then... After my few moments of silence, just when I thought his torture was over! He rush's back into my room and says " Mom isn't home, and neither is your sister. " He says anxiously while walking up closer to me. I slowly take steps back away from him, as he walks up closer to me. " What!? " He says frustratedly while continuing to walk up closer to me. I just continued to stay silent in my own fear.... Again. At this point, I wish my father we're here again, to protect me from the danger that is headed my way... And there's nothing that I can do about it now. So I screamed. I screamed as loud as I could, hoping that someone, just someone would finally hear me, and come back to save me. He got angry. He then rushed up to me grabbing me by my waist, pulling me closer to him, while putting his hand above my mouth. I then start to scream even louder, while trying to pull away from him... But he was to strong for me to fight my way out of. So I just continued to scream my heart out, causing me to panic, knowing that I was stuck in my terrible brother's arms. He then tried to take of my shirt as he still has me captive in his arm's, while I continue to scream and pull myself away from him. " Stop! " " Help me, please! " I screamed as I feel a breeze course through my chest, helping me know that he took it off. " Should've thought of that, before you we're so rude to me, even though I was trying to be nice to you! " " Whore! " He said angrily. I yelled, I yelled even louder than I ever thought I could. I then we hear the front door open.... We hear the front door open, and then for once in my horrible life.... My prayers were answered. My protector finally came home, she finally came home to save me.... And all I could feel at the moment and time, was relief and shame. If you dare want to read more of this terrible time in my life.... Then Turn The Page.

Love,
Eddie.... 😣😨
I never stopped crying, and I never let any of this go. 🙅🙀

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