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INSERT: Daddy’s back sweetheart. I tried to fight back, but it was to no avail. I saw him unbuckling his pants with one hand while he had a death grip on my n...eck with the other. He then proceeded to tear my pants off. Suddenly, I was halfway naked and scared. Guess who your real daddy is? The whispering of his words was actually scarier than if he was yelling it. He pinned me down and slammed his shaft inside of me. I screamed for help, but no one was coming to my rescue. I shot up out of the water, damn near out of breath and panicking on a level that was off the charts. Tears mixed with my bathwater. I sat there and cried, holding onto the sides of the tub as if my life had depended on it. I was out of it. My mind was completely fucked. I looked like the girl from The Grudge. I probably had no life like her as well. Worst of all, I had no one to lean on physically. I felt myself going back to a dire place in my life in which I did not want to return. This isn’t what life was supposed to be about. My time of pain had come and gone. It wasn’t supposed to come back. Then, I had to remember one important thing that we all learned in life. Pain and prosperity is nothing more than a constant cycle. Good and bad intertwine like the yin and the yang. The birds and the bees. The sun and the moon. I wasn’t immune to it. I had to face it head on and take whatever came with it. Life had indeed come back around to remind me that I was indeed living. In order for me to live with a sane mindset, I had to recognize I wasn’t anyone special. I got out of the tub and dried off. Unlike my usual, I didn’t head for the fan. I sat on the toilet with the towel wrapped around me. Another towel was on the floor, catching the remaining drips of water that were coming from my hair. I got up to cut the light out in the bathroom and went right back to sitting on the toilet. I ended up sitting there for over an hour. Finally, I proceeded to the bed where I stared at the ceiling, talking to my mother for God knows how long. My last words to her were Tell God to come in my life more than ever now. Those words were followed by wet eyes until I began to drift off to sleep. I hated all of this crying shit. I wanted to be strong like my husband. Yea, things affected him, but you would never know it. I was just a crier. Deep down, I felt that it made me weak. Somewhere in the middle of the night, and I knew I wasn’t trippin, I heard three knocks on my bedroom door. I shot up, breathing deep, looking at the door. I looked over to my clock and seen that the time was 3:37 a.m. My gun was still on the living room table, so I was royally screwed if a burglar was in BANDAGES 2 51 the house. I shot up from the bed and flung the door open. There was nothing but the darkness contained in the hallway. I looked down towards the living room, only seeing parts of the sectional that was illuminated by the moonlight coming through the blinds. I shut the door back and walked back to the bed, sitting on the edge. I just started to chuckle. I got back under the covers, smiling. I wasn’t a psychic, but I was pretty sure that I let God in, just like I had asked my mother to tell Him. . BANDAGES 2 March 18th by Joe Mcclain Jr. Another Uprock Publications Presents!

There I was, clutching onto my stuffed teddy bear as always. I was four years old and not truly knowing the meaning of what I was hearing. SHUT UP!!! BITCH SHUT UP!!! He was on his usual rants that were aided by pints of liquor that sat in his stomach. I was too young to fully understand it all, but I knew it was bad. STOP DONTAE!!! PLEASE STOP!!! My... mother's cries and pleas for help were of no avail as I could hear his hands connect to her face with a sound that made a gunshot seem like mere handclaps. It continued on and on. The cries of my mother grew louder and louder. They didn’t mean anything to him as he insisted on laying his foot down and showing her that he was indeed the alpha male. I cracked my innocent head through my slightly opened door to see him strike her once more. Blood was now oozing from her nose and there was no stopping him. He was in a zone and I honestly thought that my mother was gonna die. Daddy, I called to him. His fist stopped dead in mid air as he turned to look at me. Baby, go in your room. Mommy just had an accident. Isn’t that right mommy? As he helped her up, literally snatching her up from under her arms, she was clearly distraught when she spoke. Y-Y- Y-Yea baby, she mumbled. Mommy is okay. Go back in your room and rest okay. Wiping the blood off her face with her hand, he put his arm around her, helped her off the bed and waltzed off into a different part of the house, making sure to look back at me, saying with his eyes If you ever tell, you’ll be next. That was before the physical abuse I endured. That was before my mind was completely screwed. That was before I started to give myself to men, all in the search to feel loved by one person. Ho status wasn’t even the word to describe me. I was more of a shattered mirror that was shaped into a human being... . BANDAGES 2 DROPPING MARCH 18TH. ANOTHER UPROCK PUBLICATIONS! Joe Mcclain Jr. See more

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