Not Daddy’s Little Girl Pt. 3

My mother was furious! We called my sister, Ta’kiesha, and she was even more heated. Cursing Fred, telling me to give her his number. My protector, she was. Always has been. He didn’t answer at first then she called and he picked up. Her and my mother let him have it. After being cursed out…

Not Daddy’s Little Girl Pt. 2

Fred’s grandmother  waved her hand “hello” to me as he continued to lead me through the apartment into the bedroom. Why are we in here? Oh my god. Why. Are. We. In. Here? Making out was fine and dandy but “more” was just too much for me now. He nor anyone else had to know…

Bye Daniel, Hello A.R.E.

My new school, as I would come to know it, was a few things. There were seemingly more female than male students. The teachers were extremely overqualified and I’m sure they knew it. The acedemic structure was “go with the flow” than it was scheduled, more less.  All in all, it was my new school….

Things Changed Pt. 2

Wednesday came. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want anything metal or non metal sticking me anywhere. I cried on the inside but walked into the doctors office and sat with my grandmother like a G. But, I wasn’t a G at all. Not. At. All. “Angela Diggs”, called the nurse. Oh my god. That’s MY…

Naive Little Black Girl Pt. 2

When you don’t speak up about bad things that happen in your childhood, it follows you as an adult; trust me I know. After being silenced, internally, by the events that took place, I didn’t know how different my outlook on men or even people would be… But it did change. I hated people. I…

Naive Little Black Girl

You never know how to start telling other people about the bad things that have gone on in your life, or how you’re battling mental issues. How does that even come up? How do you begin to speak on it? Well I dont know but here it goes: I was about 8 years old when…