I Was Only a Child, So Why Me?
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NOW DURING MY STAY IN JAIL, OLD PEOPLE LEFT OUT, NEW PEOPLE CAME IN.THEY STARTED MOVING ME CELL BLOCK TO CELL BLOCK.THIS ONE CAUCASIAN GUY GUY WAS IN THERE FOR STEALING HIS BOSS'S TIRES.HE AND I BECAME COOL AND WE PLAYED PHYSICALLY JUST FOR ENTERTAINMENT.WE WRESTLED, BOXED AND TALKED ABOUT EACH OTHER'S MAMAS.ONE DAY WE WERE WRESTLING AND HE TOOK MY HEAD AND RAMMED IT INTO THE BRICK WALL.HARD, VERY HARD!BUT I'M IN JAIL HERE; I COULDN'T COMPLAIN OR IT WOULD BE A SIGN OF WEAKNESS.SO I KEPT MY COOL AND TOOK THE HEADACHE THE WALL GAVE ME, BUT I QUIT AT THAT TIME.AS SOON AS MY HEAD STOPPED HURTING,I PICKED WITH HIM UNTIL WE STARTED WRESTLING AGAIN.YOU KNOW I HAD REVENGE ON MY MIND.I WAS DETERMINED TO GET IT.I GOT A GOOD LOCK ON HIS HEAD UNDER MY ARMS, SO HIS BODY WAS IN FRONT OF ME, BUT HIS HEAD WAS IN MY TIGHT GRASP BEHIND.I COMPLETELY JUMPED AND FELL ON THE FLOOR, LANDING ON MY BUTTOCKS, BUT HIS HEAD SMASHED ONTO THE CONCRETE FLOOR. EVERYONE HEARD A BIG THUMP.THEY RAN TO THE CELL AND THE GUY HAD TROUBLE GETTING UP.PEOPLE MADE FUN OF HIM KIND OF BAD.I LEFT OUT OF THE CELL AND WENT TO THE DAYROOM.THAT'S WHERE EVERYBODY GOT TO WATCH TV AND PLAY CARDS.AFTER ABOUT THIRTY MINUTES, THE GUY CAME TO ME AND SAID, "HEY, MAN, WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"I STOOD UP AND SAID TO HIM, "MAN DON'T DISH IT, IF YOU CAN'T TAKE IT."HE TOLD ME THAT I HAD MESSED UP.I STARTED LAUGHING BECAUSE I TOOK IT AS A THREAT, BUT IT WAS FUNNY.HE WAS SAYING HE WAS GOING TO DO THIS AND THAT AND THE OTHER TO ME, SO I WAS LISTENING TO HIM.AT THE SAME TIME, HE WAS RUBBING HIS FACE WITH THE INSIDE OF HIS HAND.HIS HAND WENT AROUND HIS CHIN AND LASHED OUT ON MY FACE.HE HAD SLAPPED ME WITH THE BACK OF HIS HAND.I LOOKED AT HIM LIKE HE WAS CRAZY, BUT REALIZED HE JUST SLAPPED SALIVA FROM MY MOUTH.I IMMEDIATELY LASHED OUT AT HIM WITH MY RIGHT FIST.IT CONNECTED SOLIDLY TO THE LEFT SIDE OF HIS FACE.THEN THE FIGHT WAS ON.HE DID WHAT HE COULD TO DEFEND HIMSELF, BUT IT WASN'T GOD ENOUGH.I BECAME MORE AND MORE ANGRY, AND WANTED ONLY TO SEE HIM DEAD OR LYING IN HIS OWN BLOOD.I GRABBED HIM BY HIS HAIR, PULLED HIS HEAD BACK, AND CONSTANTLY PUNCHED HIM IN THE FACE.HIS FACE WAS VERY BLOODY, BUT I WANTED MORE.I STEPPED OFF OF HIM SO HE COULD COMPOSE AND HAVE A BETTER FIGHTING CHANCE.HE RUSHED ME AND SHOWED ME SOME OF THE CELL BARS.MY BACK HIT THE BARS AND I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, NOT A BAD IDEA.I GRABBED HIM BY HIS ARMS, SPUN HIM AROUND SO NOW HIS BACK IS TO THE BARS.I TOOK HIS HEAD WITH BOTH OF MY HANDS, ANDRAMMED IT INTO THE BARS OVER AND OVER AGAIN, FULL OF RAGE.SOMEONE GRABBED ME BACAUSE THEY SAID, "YOU KILLED HIM, MAN."HIS BLOOD WAS SHOOTING EVERYWHERE.I STOPPED ANDBACKED OFF OF HIM.HE WAS SLIPPING DOWN TO THE FLOOR, AND I SAID TO HIM ON HIS WAY DOWN, "BE A MAN, CHUMP!!!"
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THIS BOOK IS ABOUT STRUGGLES,CHILD ABUSE,AND ABOUT BASICALLY BEING A PART OF BOTH.I WAS A CHILD THAT WAS ABUSED AND THAT ABUSE BROUGHT A LOT OF DIFFERENT OBSTACLES FOR ME TO FACE.THE CONTENTS OF MY BOOK BASICALLY HELPS A LOT OF PEOPLE UNDERSTAND,AND RELATE TO LIFE AS SOME OF US HAVE EQUALLY EXPERIENCED.SOME PEOPLE MAY BE ANGRY WITH ME,BUT I SHOT MY MOTHER AT THE AGE OF 17.IF YOU'LL READ MY BOOK,YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHY.BEING BEATN BY YOUR MOTHER,UNCLE,AUNT,AND GRANDMOTHER,MAKES A PERSON SORTA LOSE THEIR MIND AND THEY'LL DO ANYTHING TO GET GET OUT OF A CERTAIN SITUATION.BEING BEAT BY GARDEN HOSES,EXTENTION CHORDS,ROWBOAT PADDLES,AND THE WOOL STRING THAT YOU USE TO PUT FLOWERS IN THAT HANG OFF OF YOUR PORCH,LITERALLY RIPPED MY FLESH LIKE IT WAS A PIECE OF PAPER.I WAS BEAT SO BAD ON MY BACK UNTIL ONCE AGAIN I BLED LIKE NO END.I WAS BEAT SO BAD WITH AN EXTENTION CHORD,AND THE WOUNDS WERE FRESH AND OPEN,BUT I WAS FORCED TO BEND OVER A BATH TUB AND HOT SALT AND WATER ON COTTON SWABS WAS APPLIED TO MY FLESH AND NEWLY OPENED WOUNDS.
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HELLO READERS, I AM C. J. DREAMZZ AS YOU NOW KNOW AND I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY MY BOOK AND THAT SOME OF YOU CAN RELATE TO WHAT I`VE BEEN THROUGH. NOW TO TELL YOU SOME THINGS ABOUT ME, I AM VERY PROUD TO SAY THAT IM A PUBLISHED AUTHOR AND THATS BEEN ONE OF MY MANY DREAMS TO ACCOMPLISH AT THE AGE OF 40 YEARS YOUNG, (SMILE) IM FROM GREENVILLE, MISSISSIPPI, BUT I RESIDE IN EVANSVILLE, INDIANA. I LOVE WRITING, SINGING, AND MUSIC IN GENERAL. WITH THIS BOOK I MAINLY WANT MY STORY TO BE TOLD IN ORDER TO HELP OTHER ABUSED CHILDREN AROUND THE WORLD AND TO MAKE A POSITIVE DIFFERENCE IN THEIR LIVES AND THE LIVES OF EVERYONE THATS INTERESTED IN MAKING A LIFE'S CHANGE.