The Story Of Eddie Green.

Chapter Eighteen.

Dear Dairy,
November 15th, 1902. ( Early morning. Saturday. )
As I wake up this morning, I didn't hear any birds chirping, I didn't even see my brown cover wall, with my pictures of me, my dad, and my sister all over it. I felt... I felt different... I felt alone, and abandoned, like I felt after my father passed away. It just didn't feel the same being back in the house where I meet my Mom in eight years! It felt wrong laying in my room, where my brother almost tried to rape me. " It felt wrong being in a new town where nothing is familiar, but new... But it was all new. Just like it was new for me to go back to school, where I was also raped in my other town. It just all doesn't feel the same. It all feels so unreal, so unsafe and unhealthy for me. I just didn't want to be back here for all of those reasons... But I am. I am because my little sister Alex, has a good life here... And I don't / can't be the one to take that all away from her, So... So I just take a deep breath, and I close my eyes facing the white wall in front of me, trying to clear my head of all my fears.... And it worked. Even after hearing my mother and brother argue and fight in the other room... It still work. " It's like we never left. " I said. Alex chuckles, while laying down in her bed besides mine. If you dare want to read more about me and my sister coming back... Then Turn The Page.

Love,
Eddie.... 😑😢
I didn't miss this. 😣😦