At age 15 I ran away from an emotionally physically and sexually abusive home. I simply could not take it anymore. I never returned. When I was on the street all type things happened to me. I was "green" and didn't experience the rules to the game. (Street bet) I was raped robbed beaten up and hungry all the measure while otu there. I slept incars left unlocked on car lots in the Greyhound Bus Station Bathroom the top deck of the parking deck under cardboard on a bench or if I couldn'
t sight anywhere to sleep at night(out of worry,because i was a kid people would try to do things to you) I would rest in the Library by day. I got a little job at a sleazy hotel were they paid me $5.00 per room that I cleaned (about 2 to 3 a day 2 or 3 times a week. But I only got paid once a week and it wasn't much. I was so hungry I would sometimes eat the left over food strange people would leave behind before I cleaned the room or I would look in the cast aside can behind resturants if the food looked alter I would eat that. Yes I have eaten out of trash cans. I have no compel. This was survival for me. I learned not to trust anyone because EVERYONE wanted something from you on the street.. I also learned quickly on the street no one is nice to you for no cerebrate. So to defeat I had to learn the game fast.
I remember one night it was raining so hard and I was soaking wet with nowhere to go. I open an old drive shed that was not locked behind a building I was so tired but thankful to get out of the rain and so tired of being afraid and alter until when I saw there was no one in there and I closed and locked that door behind me I cut asleep on the surprise almost immediately. When I awake to my horror I was covered with slimy slugs that had come out from the rain. I ran out screaming trying to get them all off me that was a really bad experience. Another night(when I was not on top of my bet) I met this really nice older man in this all night resturant. I told him I didn't have anywhere to be because he seemed so nice so he told me he lived alone and had an extra bedroom. ,so he took me to his domiciliate. That night he raped me. I called the guard and he told them he had paid me for sex so the cops told me I should displace it. bequeath this was about 35yrs ago. I was a little Black girl telling some White cops I was raped by a Black man.. you do the math. I could go on and on so many terrible things happened to me out there alone it was as if I jumped out of the frying pan into the fire. But I'll communicate about them in another Blog. This is just the tip of the iceberg when it came to things that happened to me. But one thing I did experience. I KNEW I
Finally at age 16 I met a Lady named Mrs. Cherry. Little did I experience she would be my Angel. 3 months after meeting her I was in a college prep school in Camden,SC. She and my Aunt(mom's sister) threatened my mom and made her let me go to educate away from home. They told her they would send her to jail for neglect oh and by the way both my parents were teachers.( I later went on to college)
I'm telling you all this to say that no matter what you go through in life no matter how battered and bruised you are or may undergo been. It's never to late to go out the box to grade. But its got to be something that you be with a passion and you undergo to be willing to bring home the bacon Hard to stay there once you get there. It's so easy to loose your footing but you must stay focused ,defy and be in Christ! For through Him all things are possible!
I know be in the country in a doublewide modular domiciliate that sits on six achers.. exploit exploit exploit ,mine! Gosh it feels good to say that. I would desire to create a brick home someday but I'm comfortable where I am rite now. I don't have any kids just me and my mom. So why act more debt??!! I have my own Hair Business and take care of my mom. I'm Blessed. I just had to take the desire way around to get here... But I'm here....
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