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Runaway Child (2)

on March 25, 2017


Early in the the next morning as I awakened on the stairwell by the roof, it took me a minute to collect myself. Then, it ALL came flooding back to my mind, and my body which hurt from the beating my Mom gave me the night before, my eyes filled with tears! And I grew angrier and angrier with each year drop that fell from my eyes! Why? Why GOD? If YOU’RE SO Good, why did you put me with A Mother, brother, and Sister who hated me!! Who mocked me and, laughed at me every chance they got an they had plenty! My Mom always had ammunition at the ready for me! Why? What did I ever do to deserve this? I wasn’t a bad child! No more than any other child I thought! But for me, I got nothing but, you look just like Your dam father! You stand just like Your father! Get out of My sight before I kill you! All the horrible stuff My Mother said to me and about my father who I never met, never knew, except by other family members who knew my father in Georgia! I began to hate the man that my Mother hated me for! And then I’d cry even harder because he wasn’t there to save me from my Mother! Oh, but that’s Right, he never wanted me either!! Why? Why GOD was I not wanted? Not loved, not necessary! Not nurtured, loved and appreciated! Oh, My mother would brag about how well I did in school. What good grades I had! How I only made A’s B’s, C’s And E’s for excellent! But when there was no one around for her to shine for me, I was stupid, dumb, and just plain ordinary NOTHING special!

I cried myself back to sleep up in that corner by the roof! When I awakened again, I was hungry! That’s what woke me up! I smelled good cooking! French fries and hot dogs ummmm! Boy was I hungry! There was a little restaurant called Fingerbowls downstairs from the building where I slept! It sat Katy Cornered of the apartment building I stood up and stretched tried to smooth my pants and shirt down so it didn’t look as if I slept in them! Ran my fingers through my TWA aka Teeny Weenie Agro and started making my way downstairs. I had no idea how I was going to get some of that delicious food from the restaurant, but even if I had to beg I was going to get me an Italian Hotdog! And maybe even a soda! I went out the front door of he building and looked around to see if there was anyone I knew, or who my brother or sister knew especially my brother who was a freshman in high school and a member the track team. So he knew a lot of people. The High School was right up the hill from where I was at. So, I had to keep my wits about me! As I walked up the three steps into Finger Bowls I heard a couple of older guys talking to the,owner who was preparing their food. When I walked in they all turned and said hey pretty lady. I almost turned around to see who they were talking to, but I realized it was me!

Anywayz,  it was then that I discovered my charm ability! I smiled and said, thank you. This only made them smile more and then I suddenly became afraid! I thought about My mother’s boyfriend the Police Officer who molested me! I must’ve shown on My face because my eyes started to fill up, and all three men were asking me what was wrong? And I turned to run out of there. But the owner came from behind the counter and knelt down in,front of me and said don’t you worry ain’t nobody gon hurt you in here  little lady ok? He had a kind face, and his eyes looked sincere. I shook my head ok, and,he asked me if I wanted a soda, I said Yes. One of the other guys said I’ll pay for her soda. The other guy said give her whatever she wants to eat and I’ll pay for it! The owner of the restaurant said oh now y’all wanna pay for her food her soda when it was y’all ugly asses that scared her! They all laughed and so did I.  And that’s how I came to have my first meal as a runaway child. Even then, GOD had HIS Hand on Me! Only I didn’t know it yet. I was STILL VERY ANGRY with GOD.


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