CLARITY....

...So excited. I was headed over to my best friend's house. I was staying all night, for the first time. What fun! Before morning, clarity and I would collide. Bag packed, I yelled goodbye to mom and sis. Skipping and humming the whole way there, you could feel the excitement crackling in the air! We played barbie dolls and pretended we were school teacher's. We skipped rope and played hide and seek, and to top it all off, her momma ran us a warm bubble bath. We had so much fun! Our clean, beaming faces were finally ready for dinner. Her mom had on her nurse's uniform and an apron. She had spaghetti and warm milk waiting, yummy! The warm milk, gross. Finished and drowsy, we were tucked in. Drifting off, I wished my mom was just like her. Burning up, my eye's slid open, the fireplace was blazing. Somebody's heavy weight was atop of me, oh no, not again! My legs splayed opened,  fingers pushing into me, I realized, her father. Going cold, fear spreading, his smirking eye's met mine. I went crazier than an outhouse rat! Biting, kicking and screaming. He rolled off me double quick. Trying to hush and calm me down. He fixed me a glass of tea and called my mom. I sat in an old wooden rocking chair, never shedding a tear nor taking them off of him! Walking home, my eye's started filling, I looked up at my mom. We weren't walking. I was being dragged, my knees bloody and raw. As long as l live I'll never ever forget her face! Strange happenings were occurring almost daily. Heavy sweaty men, forced to clean for day's and day's, blood in my panties. I especially remembered certain of her men client's. Chief of police and several other high ranking official's. I remembered because I was always being questioned about certain thing's! (These name's have been audio & video taped while under hypnosis) my mother, a Madame, was selling me and had drugged me to stay awake as well as subduing me. The shit I'd heard and the shit I'd witnessed. Clarity left me dumbstruck as we collided, with nowhere left to hide! My friend's father's DNA in me, the warm milk, drugged. Evidence led straight to him. If mom knew I knew, I'd be dead by sunrise. He'd fry and she'd be the poor grieving mother and nobody the wiser! My head dropped, breathing slowed, survival had upped the ante. On that warm July morning, about four a.m. I had aged well beyond my year's. Spook arrived, the youngest and our only male. Beneath his cloak of childhood, our army of 4+1 was complete.