Cheating men

I grew up in a home that was full of bad things. I grew up afraid of the black male race of men. I struggle very bad through my young years of my life. Most of the time i did not know what kind of day it would be at my home life. 

My mother married a very dirty bad male . He was just the most evil person you could ever imagine on the face of the earth. I was very much afraid of this person as a young child. since i had seen him do many things to my mother that should have killed her many times over again.

I never understood why this male was so angry at my mother, and sometimes he would be angry at me and my step brother at times. We could not figure out as children what we had did wrong to make him want to reach out and hit us open handed in our little faces.  We were always knock down to the floor sometimes.

My mother would sometimes try to stop him from hitting us in the face. But she would always get beat for trying to stop him. So we knew at children this was going to be a life of hell for us if we did survive the beatings and the abuse from this black male.

My mother always told me and my brother just pray to God in heaven. We did just that daily as children. We ask the lord to come down and kill satan . But God never came but we always kept the faith just as we had been taught by my grandparents.

Me and my step brother  had always gone to church with our grandmother on week days and sundays . We really love church a lot as children. I remember hearing the minister preaching about the demons in the world and keeping faith always in the lord. 

I can tell you that our faith was so strong as children. That we did everything we could to be good for God. But the more we were good the worse things became for us in satan home. My mother work all the time while satan was at home are running the streets with Hookers from what i over heard on one phone converstation my mother had with a best friend. But i must say i did not know what a hooker was until i became older in age.

I did know that this hooker thing was not good since i use to see my mother sit in her room and cry in her closet . We did not know what to say to mom at all . But we did not want to see her cry at all in them days. We always ask mom did we did something wrong if we did we are sorry mother. She would reply no i am fine.

She would then ask us to leave her alone until dinner time which was around 5pm but no later than 6pm. So as children in them days we did what she told us to do and left her in the closet to be alone until dinner time .

When dinner time came around. The table was so quiet and not a word was said nor did we ask mother anymore questions about why she was in the closet crying. We ate our dinner and took the dinner dishes to the sink to be wash and put up.

Then it was time for us to get ready for bed time since we had already done our home work for that day. we also got out our school clothes for class the next day. If they needed iron she would make us do that before we jump into our beds.

Since the house had been quiet most of the day . We thought God had taken satan away and he was never going to return again. But in the late night hours we heard loud voices and banging on the walls. The sounds where coming from my moms bedroom. The Screams started and went on for many hours. Me and my step brother started crying to one another and praying to God above to help our poor moma from the demon who had her in the other room. The more we pray to God the louder the screams came through our walls.

We ask the lord please make it all stop lord. To a child time is long when it comes to hearing sounds that do not stop right away. We took our pillows and covered our little ears . We could not take it anymore . Once the morning sun came up all was quiet again in the house.