One Fall morning when I was four years old, a lady knocked on my Aunt’s front door where my mother and I were living at the time. We lived in a small West Virginia town and my aunt knew her. She made small talk with my aunt, who was pre-occupied getting my cousin ready for school. As my aunt went to check on my cousin’s progress, this woman ran upstairs to my mother and I’s apartment. She crept up on my mother and I sleeping in a small bed together, raised the river rock, and began beating us in the head with this rock over and over again…I wake up in pain, blood everywhere, and not understanding what is happening. Imagine waking up as a small child to an angry woman trying to kill you…it is very confusing and scary for a four-year-old.
The back story is that this woman was very angry with my mother. She claimed to only be trying to harm my mother, she claimed that my mother pushed me in front of her to stop the blows- I don’t believe this.
The sad part is that this woman did not have any consequences. I don’t know why she choose to hit me along with my mother. I still do not understand what kind of person sees a four-year-old child sleeping and tries to smash her head in??? I guess she wanted to get rid of both of us.
In the end, my mother almost died. I received several stitches, as my mom did take most of the blows. Being from an influential family, this woman was never convicted of any crime and never spent any time in jail for this act…but my mother and I survived which is all that really matters…right?!
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