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My mother was taking me downtown with her and my two older sisters. it was Christmas time, I was excited for I had not been downtown before. That summer [for it was a sunny hot day] my mothers brother had come to visit her. He was taking my mother and two older sisters downtown, they were happy getting ready to go. I wanted them to take me. I had not started school yet, so I was about 5 or six I guess. My mother did not want to take me, I really wanted to go, I got ready, I washed and dressed nicely to please her. They went out to my uncles truck, I followed them. I cried for them to take me with them. They all seemed so happy. They got in the truck and closed the doors. I got angry, I picked up a rock and threw it at his tire. All of a sudden my uncles face became really red. He jumed out of the truck [I was standing on the side of the road] He ran towards me. He grabbed my arm, yanking me up in the air. With his other hand he hit my bottom so hard, it hurt so very much. He flung me down to the ground, crying hard I looked up at my mother, she was looking at me, she still looked happy. They all drove away.
Now it was Christmas time, and she was taking me along with my two older sisters downtown with her, It must have been in the evening for it was dark out, and we usually had to be in bed by dark. I felt good for instead of having to go to bed, my mother was taking us downtown. I remember how magical everything seemed. There was a tree on water street, all lit up. A bell was ringing[ it was a raffle for a turkey]. Ther were people around. Everything seemed so exciting. We went into a store named The Arcade. Right in front of the store was a bin, filled with pretty things. I immediately was drawn over to it. I reached up and ther was a big box, it had a large window, I could see all the pretty Christmas blubs. Right in the center there was a beautiful bright silver blub with glittering clear silver sparkles over it. I forgot about everything, for it was broken. I wanted to fix it. I knew I should not open the box, but the piece that was broken of was there by the bulb. I imagined what it would look like if the piece would go back to where it fell out. I stayed there, not noticeing anything else but that one blub. All of a sudden a nice women was bending down, asking me something about who I was with. She took me by the hand and took me over to a counter, with another woman behind it, she seemed angry. She gave me a mean look. [I realized later the store was closed and she probably wanted to go home and I was hindering her] I told them I was with my mother and sisters but had not seen them since coming into the store. [I maybe did not see them leave, for my focus was elsewhere.] The nice lady asked me questions about where I lived. [Thank You father for the nice lady who cared about me, while blessing the one who didn't with love for the truth] I remember one or two policemen coming though the door of the store. They took me outside, it was dark and quite. They put me in a police car. I felt really safe with them, they were soooo nice. I showed them the house I lived in. One policeman got out of the car and went to the front door. The other stayed in the car with me. I seen the policeman go inside. I don't know how long he was in there.[ my dads postal van was gone, he worked at the boxes alot of nights] The policeman came out and I had to go in the house. the policemen left[I was scared then] I cannot remember anything else about that night.
Around that time my mother started to tell me when we were alone that I was man crazy! I would end up dead in a ditch somewhere, for I would go downtown someday and be picked up and used for what I had between my legs. that men would only want one thing from me for I had no Brains or looks, and that was all I was anygood for. She would tell me I wanted to go downtown cause that was where the men on the ships that docked at the waterfront went. My mother was very Liberal. She was a very stongminded person and she was allways right. Nothing ever got her down. I love my mother, praying my father will bless her by opening her eyes and ears to the truth in Christ Jesus.
Now it was Christmas time, and she was taking me along with my two older sisters downtown with her, It must have been in the evening for it was dark out, and we usually had to be in bed by dark. I felt good for instead of having to go to bed, my mother was taking us downtown. I remember how magical everything seemed. There was a tree on water street, all lit up. A bell was ringing[ it was a raffle for a turkey]. Ther were people around. Everything seemed so exciting. We went into a store named The Arcade. Right in front of the store was a bin, filled with pretty things. I immediately was drawn over to it. I reached up and ther was a big box, it had a large window, I could see all the pretty Christmas blubs. Right in the center there was a beautiful bright silver blub with glittering clear silver sparkles over it. I forgot about everything, for it was broken. I wanted to fix it. I knew I should not open the box, but the piece that was broken of was there by the bulb. I imagined what it would look like if the piece would go back to where it fell out. I stayed there, not noticeing anything else but that one blub. All of a sudden a nice women was bending down, asking me something about who I was with. She took me by the hand and took me over to a counter, with another woman behind it, she seemed angry. She gave me a mean look. [I realized later the store was closed and she probably wanted to go home and I was hindering her] I told them I was with my mother and sisters but had not seen them since coming into the store. [I maybe did not see them leave, for my focus was elsewhere.] The nice lady asked me questions about where I lived. [Thank You father for the nice lady who cared about me, while blessing the one who didn't with love for the truth] I remember one or two policemen coming though the door of the store. They took me outside, it was dark and quite. They put me in a police car. I felt really safe with them, they were soooo nice. I showed them the house I lived in. One policeman got out of the car and went to the front door. The other stayed in the car with me. I seen the policeman go inside. I don't know how long he was in there.[ my dads postal van was gone, he worked at the boxes alot of nights] The policeman came out and I had to go in the house. the policemen left[I was scared then] I cannot remember anything else about that night.
Around that time my mother started to tell me when we were alone that I was man crazy! I would end up dead in a ditch somewhere, for I would go downtown someday and be picked up and used for what I had between my legs. that men would only want one thing from me for I had no Brains or looks, and that was all I was anygood for. She would tell me I wanted to go downtown cause that was where the men on the ships that docked at the waterfront went. My mother was very Liberal. She was a very stongminded person and she was allways right. Nothing ever got her down. I love my mother, praying my father will bless her by opening her eyes and ears to the truth in Christ Jesus.