Girl Story…

    This is a story of a girl. Not just any girl, but me.  I live in more than one world.  To explain this – would mean for you to be in my head.  I am not sure if this is a voyage you would wish to pertake.  But to do so would mean that you would need to read it from the beginning to end.  Now where to start?  Oh, I got it.

Five years old and shivering I stood in the bathtub like I was told.  When he touched me, I went some where else like a thick black fog.  I would pull it over like a warm sweater.  Stay there a little.  Then wake up to the reality around me.

Things are never simple when you are me

(To Be Continued…)