Monday, September 3, 2012

Little Girl Lost Part 2

The very next day the little girl followed her normal routine. She woke up. Got dressed in a long sleeved shirt and turtleneck and jeans for this would hide the bruises adn marks. Brushed her hair very carefully and put it in a braid. Brushed her teeth. Went in and woke up her baby brother and did the same for him. Then went down stairs and made breakfast for the two of them. Her other brother did not attend school. He was special and had a learning disabilty. Her mother had taken him out of school years ago. Most of the day he stayed upstairs in his room with his heman toys and away from her. She packed her baby brother's snack and bag, retrieved her books and walked to school with him. She did not tell him that they were not going home that afternoon. She could not explain to him what that meant as he was only in kindergarten. She stayed in school all day long and did her studies. That afternoon she left her books in her desk and retrieved her jacket. She had talked to her only friend, a girl named paulette and told her what she wanted to do. Paulette thought it was a grand adventure and told her she would help. The little girl went downstairs to her baby brother's class and picked him up. Upon leaving the school she told him they were not going home. She had told him and her other brother for years about Mr. and Mrs. P. About their life with them. Now she told her baby brother that they were going back to their home with them. That she was taking them away to something better. The little girl and her brother walked with Paulette to her house and told her mother that they were going to the library. Paulette stayed with the little girl till it was dark. The little girl and her friend said goodbye to each other and hugged. She took her little brother and began the long walk towards home. Only they didnt go home. Instead they went to a neighbor's house that was near home. Upon arriving at the neighbors house she asked to speak to her. The woman came to the door and the little girl very afraid reminded the neighbor that she had told the little girl once that if she ever needed help she could come to her. The neighbor brought her inside and sat her down. She talked to the little girl and asked her what she wanted to do. She then called Social Services and the Police to come see the little girl. What the little girl did not know is that she also called her mother to warn her. Her mother then hid her other brother and warned him that if he said anything that the police would come and lock him up and he would never see his sister again. He sat quietly in the closet as the police came and talked to the little girls mother. She denied everything. Said the little girl had fallen down the stairs after some rough housing with her brother. That children would be children. The police came to the neighbors house and took the little girl into a private room and asked her to take her clothing off. They took pictures of her body and the bruises. They told the little girl she did not have to go back. A nice lady from Social Services arrived to talk to the little girl. Her brother was asleep on the couch. The nice lady asked her what she wanted. The little girl started to cry and said she wanted to go home. The lady looked at the little girl very confused and said but you ran away from home. The little girl corrected her self and said the Petrocellis. Social Services explained that it was very late that they could not get a hold of them so late but that they had a very nice place for the little girl and her brother to go for the night. The little girl started to cry and asking about her other brother. The lady and police said there was nothing they could do for her brother. The little girl became very quiet and sad. She felt very guilty She had left her brother there. The petrocellis would be very mad at the little girl. She had not protected her brothers as she was supposed to.

The nice lady packed her brother and the little girl into a car and drove her to a new house where a nice lady was waiting for her. They tucked the two children into beds. The nice lady promised to come back the next day to talk to the little girl. The next afternoon she drove up and sat down on the steps with the little girl. She told the little girl that her mother had denied everything and that there was going to be an investigation. She also told the little girl she had good news. That she had talked to the Petrocellis and they were waiting for the little girl. The little girl was very nervous and asked about her other brother. The nice lady told her again there was nothing they could do about him. That right now the little girl had to focus on herself and be happy. She tried but she just knew they Petrocellis were goign to be upset with her. This bothered her alot.

She got in the car with her brother for the long trip to the Petrocellis new house. They no longer lived in the big yellow house but had moved. When she got out of the car again she walked slowly up the stairs and waited while the lady rang the door bell. Mrs. P came to the door and the little girl just stood there staring. Mrs. P took the little girl into her arms and the little girl started to cry all over again and saying how sorry she was. Mrs. P took the papers from the lady and the lady went back to the car to get her brother. Bringing her brother in she spoke to Mrs. P and then left. The little girl curled up on a chair and just looked around. She was surprised to see pictures of her and her brothers along with her foster sisters on the mantle. Mrs. P whom she had always called mom came in and told her to come into the kitchen for some lunch. She went to the fridge and asked Mrs. P what she would like her to fix. Mrs. P told her no she didnt have to cook that she would not have to do any of that here. The little girl looked at the woman she had always loved and said oh I forgot. She sat down to eat her lunch when she heard a noise. Looking up she saw walking in Mr. P. She jumped up and ran to him and hugged him hard. Mr. P just held her when more noise came behind him and her foster sisters came in also. They started talking as if she had never left hugging her and chatting about school. Gina started teasing her as she used to and Felicia complaining as always. The little girl who was now a young girl felt very shy. Mrs. P took the young girl into her new room downstairs and talked to asking her what was wrong. The young girl told her about leaving shaun behind. Mrs. P told her she wasnt upset with her and tried to ease her but the young girl didnt believe her. She got out a nightgown for the young girl and tried to help her get undressed but the young girl refused. She didnt want Mrs. P to see her body. To see the marks. She fell asleep that afternoon on her bed in her clothing. When she woke she was in the nightgown and was very worried. She came out to find shane happily playing in his new room with his toys. He was content.

Time went on. The little girl grew but her sadness never left. Instead it grew. Her guilt sat on her. She had to go to court because of the charges against her mother. Her mother talked to her in the hall telling her the jury and the judge all thought she was a liar. No one believed her and she would never see shaun again. That she had abadoned shaun and now shaun would be punished for her sins. That would ever love or could ever love scum like her. The little girl became more and more depressed. She withdrew within herself. She talked less to people around her and didnt have many friends. She spent alot of time by herself in the woods. Mrs. P realized that she could nto reach the young girl. That she was not helping her and she needed more then she could give her. She loved this young girl but she felt this was not where the young girl needed to be. The young girl also started to have gram mal seizures. Exams showed the young girl had white spots scattered on her brain from having had her head slammed into walls, floors, and furniture one to many times. So the time had come for the young girl to once again be uprooted and taken to a new home.

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