That’s why I am in a corner crying. Not crying, crying is too little of a word. I am sobbing. Heart retching sobs that make my body convulse and make me shake uncontrollably. That’s why in my head I am repeating over and over things that make me feel only inches tall. Why did you just take it? Why didn’t you stop him? You’re to blame you didn’t say no! You didn’t stand up for yourself! I am in the corner of my new room in the new house that my mother made us move to. The house where the new man in her life lives and they are going to get married. I am fifteen and I am sitting in a corner sobbing because his actions hurt more than any other pain I have ever felt. They hurt my body, my physical being, but they also cut deep into my young soul and start to create …show more content…
It has caused fights and made the pain he inflicts even worse. But I am trying to get the law on my side because the fire inside of me hasn’t given up, it has only grown stronger. It is a sunny day and I am going to check my P.O. Box where all my mail goes so that he doesn’t have access. He thinks I’m out buying his cigarettes. And there is a letter. A small letter from a lawyer’s office who wants to help me. Who wants to help me get emancipated. I sent out letters before, leaving a lot of the pain and suffering out of my story but highlighting the stealing of money and lack of food provided and school I’ve had to skip and now one is replying and offering to help for a smaller fee than usual. I know I have the money saved and begin the process immediately. Because it is my fault and I have to fix it.
Fast forward three years. I am living on my own in a small apartment in my second semester of college. I work forty hours a week still to pay the bills but that is okay. Because I am happy and I am healing. And for the first time in five years, I know It is not my