a horrible thought | eyes's Blog
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I was just struck by a horrible horrible thought When I was four, I asked my Great-grandmother if I could go to church with her and the boys one Sunday. She looked at me and said "Whores are not allowed in church." Then she walked away. I had to ask my mom what a whore was. That was not a fun conversation. I know she believed what she said was true. When I was just 4 years old, she thought I was a whore. The horrible thought is that the uncle who started raping me when I was 3 spent a helluva lot of time with her. I wonder if her influence was the catalyst for what he did to me. I wonder if she knew what he did to me. I knew she was a horrible woman. She made me sleep in the closet when my parents weren't there. She beat me if she caught me playing with toys, even the dogs' toys. One of the boys shared a piece of his chocolate easter bunny with me once and she caught me with it and beat me, accused me of stealing. Now that I think about it, I wonder if that is why I don't like chocolate? I swear she died on Christmas just to make it miserable for us. But the idea that she instigated or caused what happened to me.... This Blog Entry's Comment Board (9 comments)
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