Bella is an homeless single mother who has been through traumatizing events in her life. Her 3 year old daughter is the only joy in her life. Even though she is having a rough time, she is independent because in her mind she isn't no one charity pro...
Bella POV 3:37 pm I was....... I was........ I wa— I sigh as I was trying to come up with today entry in my journal. My life is all bottled up in this notebook and my daughter. The homeless shelter kicked us out so we were sleeping on a park bench. My daughter Morocco was still sleep in my arms as my mind was roaming all over the place. As I was thinking my mind just thought of something, " you are a tiny young women and have a precious toddler sleeping on a park bench couldn't you be taking advantage of." While that is true I believe God is protecting me even though I been raped and abused since I was little and no one even loved me I still believe in God and good in the world. As you guys can see I'm in optimist being in this world although, I been through a lot of trauma I faced in my life. To be completely honest if I didn't stay optimistic I will go into this dark state of mind that will mentally screw me up. As I tried to change my state of mind but then it happened. I was doing homework when my best friend Dwayne asked me if I wanted to do something tonight. I usually just stay in my dorm but tonight I guess I'll have a little fun. I pick out vinyl blue mini skirt and a funnel shirt with blue heels and to top it off blue shades.
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When I got to the party there was a lot of people there. Dwayne and his football teammates were hosting the party. When I got inside I search out to look for Dwayne and when I found him he looked like he was about to leave " hey Wayne are you happy that I came to this party to show you I have a social life," I said giving him a big hug. " Yeah but I'm sorry I can't hang with you tonight B I'm going on a date" he said looking down at me. " But Wayne I don't know anyone and you know how much they make fun of me," I said while about to cry. Dwayne always protected me from everything since we were in elementary school he was my guardian angel. " I know B but I'll be back in no time have fun love you," he said kissing me on my forehead and leaving. " love you too," I said back. When he left I was sitting down when four of the football players approached me. "Hey babygirl" one of them said to me I think his name was Kahlil. My mind flashed to when my stepdad called me that. I shook that thought out mind head and turn to the big guys in front of me," hi um I going just leave because my friend went out and probably won't be back until late" I said as I got up trying to leave. Then one of them pushed me upstairs in this one room in the house. I tried to escape but they grabbed me and pushed me to the bed. The took my clothes off and started touching me while I was screaming and fought for help. They were rapping me as I blackout in to another memory. I was coming home from school when I saw my stepdad. I told him about kids bullying me in school. I told me a was beautiful and calling me baby girl then he started touching me in places I didn't like and raped me. After ten minutes of him taking advantage I me I kick him in the private part and ran to Dwayne house. I told him what happened and he held me while I cried myself to sleep. But in this lifetime at the party he was no where near.
As I came back from that dark world that I was in I cried. I lost a guardian angel and was BROKEN.
