Looking back on that event in October of 2009, I still shudder and cannot believe it actually happened; it felt as though I was living a nightmare, but then was suddenly released and felt carefree for a short time. I can't believe it was actually reality...
Running out into the darkened living room, I let the tears of fright fall from my eyes as I embraced the solitude. I was scared for my safety; I had told my sister the small piece of information that had made her confront the one person who had managed to make my life terror. And now my sister was leaving, leaving me and my little brothers here alone. I was simply a weak, petite, shy girl.... the terror washed over me more fully and my stomach sunk further into the black hole consuming my happiness as I realized that there would be nothing I could do to protect my brothers--and myself--should something happen. The stress and horror gripped me in its icy grasp and threatened to strangle me to death. I attempted to swallow the knots in my throat and walked out wiping the salt water off of my cheeks. Upon seeing me, my sister immediately asked if I had been harmed. Shaking my head, my bottom lip quivered and my stomach lurched around in rough back flips in my abdomen. Uttering out my fears, the tears began flowing more freely and I chewed on my tongue in an attempt to calm myself. After dragging me back out to the dark living room for some privacy, my sister dialed the number of my neighbors and asked if we could spend the night there, as she would be at a friend’s house. I remember the terror gripping me and threatening to pull me under as I tip toed through the hallways to find my brothers, and pulling on my hood whispered for them to follow. The creaking of the door as we walked outside pierced my ears and made my stomach drop; these sounds were betraying us and bringing the possible doom. Escaping through the dark yard I looked at the lights ahead, and allowed myself to dare to hope for safety once we reached the light at the end of the darkness....
Running out into the darkened living room, I let the tears of fright fall from my eyes as I embraced the solitude. I was scared for my safety; I had told my sister the small piece of information that had made her confront the one person who had managed to make my life terror. And now my sister was leaving, leaving me and my little brothers here alone. I was simply a weak, petite, shy girl.... the terror washed over me more fully and my stomach sunk further into the black hole consuming my happiness as I realized that there would be nothing I could do to protect my brothers--and myself--should something happen. The stress and horror gripped me in its icy grasp and threatened to strangle me to death. I attempted to swallow the knots in my throat and walked out wiping the salt water off of my cheeks. Upon seeing me, my sister immediately asked if I had been harmed. Shaking my head, my bottom lip quivered and my stomach lurched around in rough back flips in my abdomen. Uttering out my fears, the tears began flowing more freely and I chewed on my tongue in an attempt to calm myself. After dragging me back out to the dark living room for some privacy, my sister dialed the number of my neighbors and asked if we could spend the night there, as she would be at a friend’s house. I remember the terror gripping me and threatening to pull me under as I tip toed through the hallways to find my brothers, and pulling on my hood whispered for them to follow. The creaking of the door as we walked outside pierced my ears and made my stomach drop; these sounds were betraying us and bringing the possible doom. Escaping through the dark yard I looked at the lights ahead, and allowed myself to dare to hope for safety once we reached the light at the end of the darkness....
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