When morning arrived the house with busting with energy. Grandma Lois was in the kitchen making her famous Coyote Waffles. They were everybody’s favorite. She wanted us to have full stomachs for the first leg of the trip. We quickly ate our breakfast, packed up some snacks for the road and headed to the front... Continue Reading →

I was relieved when school started in September. I would no longer have to be stuck in the house with Jack. I could now leave while my Mother was at work. It was not much but it was something. Hours each day, I could just be a normal grade six student. A place I could... Continue Reading →

Over the next 6 months, I struggled with the reality of the world I was now living in. Every day hoping it would be my last. Jack had quit drinking shortly after the first rape. Therefore, he was no longer physically beating my Mother. However, Jack would continue to rape me at least four times... Continue Reading →