Imagine Me by brenda fantroy-johnson

Author:brenda fantroy-johnson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

Back on Ashland the neighborhood had changed. Steve and I had an opportunity to move to the upstairs flat which was much nicer and seemingly safer. Steve worked nights and I would be home alone with the kids. A young mother and her twelve-year-old son moved into our old downstairs flat. The mother was nice, and quiet. She worked during the day most of the time. Her son was also nice.

One night after they had moved in, we heard loud noises coming from downstairs. There were screams that were followed by loud whacks, as if a belt was being used to hit something or someone. We could hear the boy crying. At first we just thought that the son was being disciplined. But we suddenly realized that the mother’s guy friend was down there. He must have had the little boy tied up in the basement and he was beating him trying to find out where the mother was. We could hear the boy begging for the guy to stop. Steve picked up the phone and dialed 911. I lay there terrified. Around fifteen minutes later the police showed up. We knew the police were going to question us, but I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard the police knock on our door. We answered their questions and asked a few of our own. We were told the boy was okay and had been taken to the hospital. After the suspect was captured, he began writing letters to me from jail. He knew that we had called the police and talked in detail about coming to get me. I became frightened that once he was released he would kill me. I began to have nightmares about this.

This series of events and my increased drinking contributed to full-blown fear and paranoia. I was always watching my back and was afraid to answer the phone. I was not doing very well with my algebra and computer classes. I cried a lot. I would not move away, even though I was terrified. Then I began to hear voices and was really losing touch with reality. There were times when I would zone out. I began to sit and just stare at nothing. Sometimes I just did not want to get out of bed, and when I did I just went through the motions. School was no longer my refuge. It became harder and harder to concentrate. I was tired and listless.

I had heard that there were people who would go to the hospital for a short period to get a rest from all of the problems in their lives. This is what I had seen from all of my years of staying at home during the day and going to school at night. I would watch the soap operas on television.

So I thought that this was what I needed. I was just tired and there were too many things going on in my life. I had three small children under the age of five.

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