I Support Her (English)
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Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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Chapter one molestation money and family. Who knew this would be my life. Bye Kalita Green. When you think you can trust people, they always disappoint you. The ones you love the most are the ones that hurt you the most. A beautiful baby girl was born on December 5, 1971 and her name is Khalida. By the time I was born, my parents have been together for 10 years. My mother had three other Children before she met my father. She had two daughters and a son. The oldest daughter estelle died when she was only a few months old. Then was my sister, Erica and brother bobby. My father had several kids from different women. I never got to meet them until I was older since I was the baby on both sides of the family. That means I should be very spoiled, right, That would be wrong. My childhood wasn't the best. In fact, it was very hard. I grew up in the projects of Roberts Park at 15, 10 montserrat Oh, place in Norfolk Virginia. My life started to take shape at the age of two and show me how it was going to be. I know you're like, wait how it to, can we talk for a minute? At age two, I tried to kill my mom. Yes, at the age of two years old, please let me explain. It was a typical day at home with the whole family doing nothing as usual. Mom was downstairs cooking pork chops, her and dad's favorite meal. My siblings were each in their own bedrooms, watching television. I was in the master bedroom with my dad this day in particular. My dad was not paying me much attention because he was too preoccupied with combing his thick black naturally wavy hair that he was so fond of attempting to lay it down just right with his trusty black tooth comb that he would always keep in his back trouser pocket. My dad always had all his pocket change on the dresser along with his trusty black gun which was right next to the television on this day. As usual, he wasn't watching me like he should have been so me being curious, I took his gun off the dresser and walked to the top of the staircase and began to yell for my mom to come to the bottom of the stairs, I said mommy come here, she proceeded to say what mama come here, I said again, my mom was ignoring me, she never came to the staircase so I yelled again mommy, come here! My mom yelled back bobby, see what the baby wants when bobby came to the stairs to see what I wanted, he panicked and yelled out for both my parents to come to the staircase. When my mom came to the bottom of the staircase I proceeded to tell her I'm gonna shoot with my little two year old arms stretched out while holding my dad's pistol that was squarely pointed at mama's head with two hands upon seeing me with that loaded gun pointed straight at her. My mom stood frozen at the bottom of the staircase too scared to move too scared to do anything, any sudden movement on her behalf might have startled me into accidentally squeezing that trigger. All she could do was scream out for my dad Clarence, that baby got your gun, then she spoke to me, she told me k k put the gun down, I repeated, I'm gonna shoot as I cocked the gun back a split second. Right before I pulled the trigger, my brother and dad caught me in a simultaneous double bear hug and took the gun away from me, my mom told my dad to beat me, but all he did was take me in the room, told me not to do that again and popped me on the back of my hand. I should have known then that my life was going to be something to be reckoned with. I never had a close relationship with my parents growing up, some people have it bad living in a one parent household. I lived in a two parent household for a while and my childhood turned out to be just as bad with both parents living under the same roof. After the gun incident, my father was never around much once he and my mom separated and my mom quickly settled into her new role as an aloof absentee parent going in different directions and living separate lives, they were both too busy for little old me. Back in the day when my parents were still together, our house was known to have a lot of people around at any given time of day or night.