I could hear life go on around me outside, but I didn’t feel a part of it anymore. It had to be about four in the morning and I was surprised the kids weren’t running around in the house or raping me. Most times I’d think about my life and why I wasn’t able to be regular or normal. And when I wasn’t thinking about shit like that I’d think about fucking, drinking and eating. Since my life was not my own, usually I just went to sleep. I was asleep when Madjesty came down the stairs. Her hair was matted with blood and her eyes looked wild. She looked like she was drained and I became immediately afraid. What would she blame me for now? It seemed that everything bad that happened to her was all my fault, but what about me?As always she pulled the chair up in front of me and sat down. She snatched the tape off of my mouth which meant she wanted to talk. She only did that when she wanted to talk.“They…they killed my girl.” Tears rolled down her face although she didn’t make a crying sound.
