Cousin Tyrone....
ponytails,pretty in pink,candy canes
and ice cream treats!She's eight year
and care free.
She has some days some good, bad,
and in between .
She's not a teen just the typical eight
Money is tight and the bills are due.It
takes two jobs to make ends meet. The big
sister is the authority figure when Momma
is absent. She also the babysitter without
pay.Big sister in her teens with raging hormones
with a boy smiling in her face.
The house is filled with friends and family.
Not paying attention to all the activities.
Cousin Tyrone comes over every weekend..
He loves to pay the game called house. When
everybody is sleep he likes to creep.
Cousin Tyrone would only imitate this night
he decided to penetrate.
Trying to forget this hellish nightmare.She
shutdown and would not communicate. Her
attitude is stank and no one has time to
investigate. The bipolar moods and the
whacked out attitudes.
She was ignored until she was defying the rules
skipping class,displaced anger can not last.
In a rage she reveals everything.cousin Tyrone
playing house and her sister's boyfriend with
his molesting ways.This family was never the
same.
the funky attitudes and the schizo moods were all cries
for some assistance. Treatment for the broken soul.
So she can validate the feelings inside.
Hello does anybody care?
Copyright © Crystal Seals | Year Posted 2010
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