Mariah Williams is a foster child at the age of 15 whose drug-addicted parents once sold her for their addiction to drugs in her early childhood years. She was then taken in by a foster mother Ms.Keanna who loved to help raise children get out of li...
I am not my struggles, I will survive this and OVERCOME it. I WILL KEEP MOVING FORWARD. Nothing.. will keep me down, I am a SURVIVOR. I will rebuild myself stronger than before, WATCH ME.
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It's the beginning of summer. Ah, I'm glad I'm away from that stress-free school and that hell-bearing home I live in. Walking down the street in my neighborhood, I began scrolling through my text messages to find my best friend Jhade. I have to meet up with her, especially since we have a long weekend and I have nothing better to do with my life.
(texting sounds coming from my phone)
Come meet me at the end of my street where the stop sign is in about 5 minutes.
(Jhade replies back instantly)
Sorry. I can't right now. Mom assigned me chores for this week. Maybe tomorrow?
(I opened the message and replied)
Okay, cool. See you then.
I continued my daily stroll for about another hour or so until I finally decided it was time to go in and freshen up for dinner. I realized it was a quarter 'til 9 until I actually decided to get home. I stepped onto the porch reaching for the doorknob when ...
Unknown: "Pssst ... Over here!"
I looked around the neighborhood, up and down the sidewalk to see nobody there. So, I turned back to reach for the door again.
Unknown: "I'm over here by the tree."
It was my knuckle-headed best friend Jhade. I should have known she lied when she told me she had chores! Heck, she never does them even if her mom did assign her them.
Me: "Omg. You're so bad."
Jhade: "I thought you knew best friend? I know I am."
Me: "Lord, come sit by me on the sidewalk I'm not trying to go in that house with that woman anyway. So, why did you lie to me earlier?"
Jhade: "Because hanging out in the middle of the day is lame now. Lol. Plus, my little boo junt was over at the time."
Me: "SO! You still could have told me. But oooh, did yall have fun? What'd yall do?"
Jhade: "Girl, we had fun lounging around the house watching movies and eating up snacks that's all. It was the best moment I've ever had with him, considering the fact that I won't see him as much now that he has this new job."
Me: "Oh, well it must have been nice."
We both laughed and sat on the sidewalk for about 15-20 minutes knowing that I did not want to go inside just yet. Stalling and stalling, we talked and joked until we couldn't anymore. It was a little after 10 when Jhade went home. I walked into the house and locked the door behind me. Everything was still and quiet in the house. Nothing was alive.
Ms.Keanna? Where is she? She must be sleep. I knew myself too well that I am jumpy, timid, and paranoid about everything. I tried to pretend that I wasn't and walked down the hall into my room. But there was one problem... I have to pass her room to get to MINE. Holy crud I'm so screwed.
The floor creaks with every step I take. Usually, in this very moment, teenage girls would get caught sneaking back into their house by their mother or something but .. nothing tends to happen. I got to the point where I was halfway down the hallway. I was right beside her door. It was cracked open, not too much for her to see me and just enough for me to peek through.
SHE WASN'T THERE !! I began to go into one of those panic episodes. Where could she be?! Then I remembered.. she works overtime tonight. My heart stopped racing. Man, I'm so slow! I walked normally the rest of the way to my room. I wasn't hungry so I skipped dinner and freshened up for bed.
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Why do I feel heavy all of a sudden? I'm half awake and half asleep. And my breathing... I can't breathe well. Am I dying?
I opened up my eyes to pure darkness. I had sort of an advantage and could see a bit in the dark room I was in. There was a figure on top of me. It looked somewhat like a woman.
*SMACK*
Woman: "Where have you been tonight? We're you out with that girl again?! Huh?! I told you to not be a hoe!"
She smacks me over and over. She's on top of me sort of suffocating me. I begin to tear up in my eyes. It's Ms.Keanna!
Ms: Keanna: Pull your pants down.
Me: I DON'T WANT TO!
Ms. Keanna: PULL THEM DOWN!
Me: But-
Ms.Keanna: NOW!
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I still laid there in fear and was paralyzed by it. She forcefully unclothed me and began to kiss down my stomach. I finally snapped to reality and tried to get her off of me. She wouldn't budge at all. She held me down to the bed and began to touch me inappropriately.
