The Kidnappee Diary-- Chapter Eight

                       ~7 Months Later~
“Wow Vi, we have made a huge break-through this week.” My psychologist says as she turns off her recorder. “I am very proud of you.”
     “Thanks” I sigh as I look at the ground in front of me. How could I have forgotten that happened. Is that why Nate hasn’t been around? I place my hand on my belly.
     “What are you thinking?” She asks looking at me curiously.
     “Why couldn’t I remember any of this?”
     “Our minds block out certain memories until we are able to handle them.” We sit in silence for a moment before  she speaks again, “So how are you going to deal with this information?”
     “Can I get a copy of the recording?” I ask intently.
     “Sure, what are you going to do with it?”
     “I’m going to write my story.” I state.
     “What do you mean?”
     “I am going to go home and write my story so that other girls can know that everything will be okay.”
     “That’s a great idea, Vi. Well, that is all the time we have for today. I will see you next week at the same time.”
     When I get home I run straight to my room to begin working on my story. I set my stuff down and notice a single red rose and a note lying on my bed.
   Vi,
I am so very sorry about everything that happened. I was a child and a fool. You mean the world to me and I hope that everything will be okay between the two of us eventually. I know that Josiah raped you and he admitted to it a little after we took you to the hospital. I don’t care about getting you back. But I made a bank  account for the baby. I pray it helps. I miss you Vi..
   With Love,
   Nathaniel
I smile as I pick the rose up and set it on my desk next to my type-writer. Time to write my story. I put in a fresh ink ribbon, playback the recorder and begin to type:
     I roll over on my side after hearing my alarm clock go off for twenty minutes, and by alarm clock I mean my sister...

**A/N: Thanks for reading guys this was my first story and I know it wasn't too great but I appreciate that you read it. I think I may make an epilogue eventually. Thanks again**