When I was a child, something very devestating happened to me. My mother was friends with this one fat lady who was the manager of a christian day care center that I always had to go to.
I totally hated going. It was truly boring and dumb. I think the fat lady got fired from her job or something, because I stopped going to the daycare center and instead I along with my sister were sent there instead.
When we got there we were met with the fat lady’s daughter who was a teen, and her mom who lived with them as well. Going there was hell. The old lady was a delirious and crazy churchie and the teen was very rowdy, mean, and extremely bitchy.
The teen was very abusive towards me, but not my sister because my sister was a tell all person so if the teen had done anything to her, my sister was quick to tell. Me, on the other hand, I was very gullable when I was young.
The teen would do things to me that were harassing. She made me touch her in “places” and she would do the same to me. She told me that if I ever told, she would come and get me the next day.
One day I told her to “stop it or ill tell.” She took me to the outside attic and locked me in for a small while. She said if I ever said that again I would stay there forever.
One day she told my sister to go outside and play. I had to stay. She took me in her room and she told me to pull down my pants. she told me to lay down. I did. She layed on top of me. I didn’t know what was going on at all. I was still a child.
As she layed on top of me I stared outside her window. just looking outside at the plants on the window. The radio was on and I remeber what song it was.
I was never the same and I didn’t say anything for a long time. I was only 7 years old. Soon It completely went away from my memory. Then the other day, my 11th grade year of school the end of the first semester came and it was our last day of school until christmas break.
After our end semester tests, the teacher let us sit and talk and she even let us play her radio. One girl had some cd’s with her.
She said she had the beatles and the teacher was like she wanted to hear that cd. I was never a fan of the beatles and was more of a hip hop and soul person.
She put that cd in and after a few songs hey jude played. I was like, “I remeber that song from somewhere, but I can’t but my finger on it. When the reminisence came to mind, I burst out crying so loud. I was so mad and hurt.
I never told anyone and regret it. I probably might take it to the grave. It hurts me to even type up this s*** now.
“And any time you feel the pain, hey, Jude, refrain
Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders
Well don’t you know that its a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder”