A reflections of troubled times.

At the age of two I never thought that I would have a mother by my side.You see my real mother did drugs,and left me all alone to die.

At age three I found out that I had about 8 or nine siblings.I haven't seen or heard from my sister since the age of 5 cause she always used to beat me.

But the tragedy really began when my mom's friend used to to babysit me,u see I was six and he was fourteen.I looked up to him as a brother I never even thought that he would hurt me.

In his room,it was quiet and all I could do was stare at the wall.Then I saw the nob turn.And he came closer and started taking my clothes off.My body began to shake and get cold,soon I had chills.I couldn't scream all I could do was lay still.

Ever since that day I've kept it a secret.I was afraid that if I told people would laugh and soon no one would believe me.

At the age of fourteen I went to a boarding school in Missisippi,it was all good and gravy until october 31,2000 when my roomate who was a girl ended up raping me.

A timeless journey to you,
But a reflection of troubled times for me.