STORM The boys always say family is power. I must say, that that’s true, because I feel their power. Their family has made sure I have gone through the worst a being can ever endure on this earth. It has made sure my bones have been scrapped and my heart has been torn and battered to the ground, it has made sure I have been stomped down and there is nothing left for me. It has taken all I have, and some more to make sure that I don’t raise my head. And yet … I still live. They cannot keep me down, as I have refused to let monsters who have turned me to be someone I never knew I could be, defeat me. in my family, we don’t fall, we rise and never bend the knee. They crush, but we don’t break. That is little to no feeling at all as I watch the man who has turned my whole life a nightmare, has stolen every sliver of happiness and life, stroll in through the door like he owns the very skin on me. “I have been waiting to get you back girl,” he says. He is speaking differently. And wh
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