Vickey Rhymer Poet Free verse

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Buddy.Dad's disappointment so necessarily mother's golden boy.
 The first night in the new house four things took
Place.1.Dad said the woman who had lived there was purported to have been a witch,could in fact make a table appear to walk.2.Got to experience 
The luxury of indoor plumbing.3.Golden boy turned cartwheel in living room breaking light on ascent and breaking glass in heater front on the descent.4.The demolition was on.

I hated that house.We never had roaches at the
Old house but this one in no time was inundated with them.The house was two streets up from a creek and huge rats big as cats would come to check out the digs. In no time the septic no longer functioned and apparently this was beyond my folks to  remedy.So back to the outhouse conveniently situated in backyard.

      You could hear walking upstairs when nobody
Up there.This is a creepy thing I experienced there.
I got sent inside one time when we had company
because myself and a cousin were going to do the old trip routine.My cousin on hands and knees behind my sister and I was supposed to be the toppler.As I went to push her I felt a force on my chest push me to the ground.Before I could recover   my composure my mom sent me inside.I went in and 
flopped face down on the bed.I felt a soothing pat between the shoulder blades but when I looked to see who had come to comfort me I realized I was alone.I tore outside and my expression was such it was not even questioned.I was about ten.
      I don't believe in ghosts but do believe evil spirits can be attracted by evil behaviours like what my Dad spoke of night one.

Now I will tell you about the second time my mom hit me.This dump had a beautiful front door with a stained glass door panel .Frosted glass in center with multicolored blocks around the perimeter.I was 11 which made my brother Dallen 16.He was
bullying me pulling me towards the door as he had been sent to get me by our mom.He is pulling forward and I am digging in my heals and pulling away.Suddenly I remembered  a sentence in  book on Judo that instructed to  go with the momentum.The next time he pulled I pushed and his head and shoulders went through the glass door. Mom came
disentangle him,unharmed I might add, and slapped 
me on the back.I squared up remembering every wrong done from her lack of natural protection and said"I hate you",knowing this would really crush her.",Well,she replied,I ain't  too nuts about you right now either" Bye for now.

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