Third Time's A Charm

15

I opened the wrapping paper and was greeted by the books.

"What's this one for though," I asked while picking up the notebook.

"I think I'm too old for dairies," I joked

He sat down and I looked at him. "I know you have trauma from something. I think you were raped-"

"What?" I said with a smile as I tired playing it off.

"I listen to the words you say when you talk in your sleep when you're having a nightmare," he said and I stop smiling.

"When I asked about it, you say you don't want to talk about, and I'm okay with that," he said before standing.

"I want to talk about but it's hard to actually say it,"

When I tried talking about it back then, they said I was lying and ignored me.

Flashback

I ran away from my foster home for the third time this year.

I went back to the orphanage because it there was what I called home.

When I told them what happened to me they called me a liar.

"Why won't you guys ever believe me!"

"You're lying," nun 1 said

"Lower your voice Esmeray," nun 2 said

"Those people are good people who wants a child. Why would you're father want to touch a little brat like you," nun 3

"He raped me!" I screamed at them hoping my words would get to them.

"Shut up!"

I was beaten until I passed out. So, I stopped talking abut it.

I tried ignoring it.

End of flashback

"It's okay," Steele said and I looked at him.

No it's not

"With this you can write and if you want I'll read it when you're ready," he said and tears ran down my cheeks.

"Come here," he said before pulling me into him.

"You said you didn't like me and that you want to make me miserable so why-"

"Shhh," he said and I hugged him as I cried.

•••

I woke in an empty bed and I looked around. He was gone.

I got up and went to the bathroom. I peed and washed my faced and hands. I walked back into the room and my eyes went to the notebook.

On top was a pen.

I took a deep breath and picked it up. I went over to the couch and started writing.

I found myself writing more than I thought I would.

I cried through most of it but the time I was done I had already written on twenty five pages.

I wiped my tears and placed the book down.

I want coffee

I got up and made my journey downstairs. "Uncle Steele?"

"Hey little monster shouldn't you be asleep,"