December 16,2011
7:35pm
Lawrenceville, GADear Mom,
I'm pretty sure you what today is
The day of her 16th birthday
You were trying to make me girly
But I was to boyish at only 13You left me with the boys
Gave me a dress to put on
Told me to put this on for the day
I did as you said and then it beganI put on the dress he helped me
Then started to touch me
Touching me inappropriately
I told his kids they didn't believeWhen I told you we went there and there you told me
Told it was not his fault but mine
Mine because I was too friendlyAnd I hated you for that I still do
Do you regret letting him walk
Walking around the world
Ruining someone else's kidKids that young grow up fast
Fast because they have to
I never wanted to but I had to
Because you didn't give me a choiceWhen I told the school about it
They went to do something for me
Because they knew it was better
But you cursed me for trying to ruin a family that was already brokenI kept asking myself if I was wrong and I hated myself for it
But now I know that I can't tell you what I need to tell you because you made me broken beyond repair.Hope you're happy,
Your second child
YOU ARE READING
Dear Crazy Black Family,
SpiritualThis story is something for my birth giver to read once I die