A monster that would hunt me down, only to devour my childhood, to chew it up and spit it out....a monster that did unspeakable horrors to a little girl....and a mother who would do nothing to stop it....
a trapped little girl....
one day, I went to school and told my teacher that my "daddy" had been killed in a motorcycle accident....(wishful thinking)...she wrote a letter to my mother and had me give it to her....being a child, I could not read cursive, so I took the letter home and gave it to my mom...she read the letter and did not say a word...
when my "dad" got home, she showed him the letter from the teacher expressing her sadness and concern for our loss....I silently watched him read the letter....then he looked up at me, it was "that" look....I immediately felt scared and went to my room....He followed me...shut the bedroom door and sat on the bed...
I had been caught in my sincere lie...I wanted him dead, wished him dead, hated him....I was "screaming to that fucking teacher that something was wrong..." but she didn't listen...didn't see thru my lie...
"you want me dead?" well then, "you will have to kill me."..and with that he stood up and took off his belt and began striking me, everywhere, all over my body, I tried to run, I had nowhere to run...so I curled up in a ball as he hit me over and over and over with that leather belt, I felt his kicks to my sides, he ripped my hair out in clumps...called me every filthy word he could think of...he punished me for "lying", he punished me for "wishing him dead" he punished me for living....
when the whooping was over, he spat on me and walked out, slamming the door....
I never cried....
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