Dirty Bad People

Hello again .

Pandomodium here to tell you people another story of my childhood life. Well as you know from the last story things went pretty darn bad for my mother and brother . The demon had a field day . Well as days pass away and time went on living in the home was struggle. Me and my brother always thought one day we will come home and things would be better for us as children . Are we were hoping my mother would get so tired and just leave out the home and find us a new safe place to live.

We always thought that since she was the only one working in the home in the first place. He never had but one job in the whole time i was there in the house. He work at a Kmart in Inglewood California. But that only lasted for 3 days if that . He was pushing carts in the store and stocking stuff from what my mother told us about his job. Which did sound kinda not so good to us as kids. Since mother was the smart person in the home and had went to college .

We knew as children that he did not finish high school at all. My other family members on my mother side had told us he was a loser and the kind of boy back in them days that know one even like at all. He was one of the most hated black males in school from what we had been told. Also that he always thought he was better than anyone else at school . Because he did not hang around any black kids in the school . But only hung around people of italian culture. The other blacks in the school knew this was not a good thing to be doing back in those days at all. Since in the 50's and 60's the black were not really like so much by most of the races in that area of town. So he really stood out like a sore thumb.

Also i was told that he only date white women in the higher class area of Hollywood or Los Angeles. So my mother was the first girl in high school he had ever dated in the LBC area. So that was a big change for him to be dating a black middle class girl from the other side of the tracks . He lived on the East and she lived on the west she grew up in a well to do bible carrying type of home life . While he grew up in a low class part of town and came from a family of male abusers . His father was a evil men who beat his mother all the time. He lived in the south at one time. But his family relocated to california when he was a small child. His family had 12 children i believe . With one girl out of all them boys born to his mother. Boy did she have it hard from what i was told by family.

But the funny thing is not matter how much beating his mother took from his father she never left his side. She went to church with the kids every sunday to teach them about God and the bible. So he did go to church and knew right from wrong but did he learn anything i dont think so not at all. I never seen him ever go to church with us one time.

Also a matter of fact he use to try to beat mother up the day before church so she could not go because of her face being beat up so badly. But we always seem to make that church bus that came to our home around 7:45 am on sunday mornings. We could not wait to get on that bus to go praise God. As young children trying to serve god and live in the home with a demon was very hard for us to do. We prayed so much and we read all types of bible verses to make us feel happy when we became sad.

But we did notice the more we prayed the worse things became in our home. I called my dear old grandma and ask her granny why dont God like us. She said hush child God loves you and your brother. So dont be going around saying things like that. She told me that God works when he wants too. Which as a child i thought God was either busy helping some other folks out are too slow getting down the list to help me and my brother out of this demon hell hole. Granny told me when satan comes around with his bad stuff again just keep praying the blood of Jesus over and over again . I did not know what this prayer would do to get satan to step back . But i did as she ask me to do.

Then one day my mother told me and my brother that she was also praying to God to help us get out of this hell hole the demon had us in. But she went to work one day and fell lifting a lady out of her bed. I know she had to be weak going to work some days and nights. She hardly ever ate dinner with us at all. My mother would always sit and drink coffee and smoke her Cigs . We hated when she would smoke them cigs. But i am guessing that is the only enjoyment she had all to her self. The fell left her off from work for a few months and she then started going to threapy up in the hills to some specialist doctor on saturdays. I know she loved working as a LVN for the county of Los Angels . I remember the hospital was located on willow in LBC and all brown looking buildings look all alike to us as children . We always went on pay day with the demon to pick mother up from work.

I also remembered he taking mother to the security Pacific bank to cash her work checks and then he would take us all back home and vanish for as least a week or so. These were the good times satan was gone out of the house and we had so much fun baking cookies with mother and playing board games . She was very different when the demon was out of the home.

She was happy and will just love to see our beautiful mother smile for a change. We made sure we did everything possible to make sure our mother was happy during that time. We gave kisses and hugs to mother everyday in the morning. We watch late night tv programs which had a lot of charlies angels or some kind of movie of the week on channel 7. Boy we love it when the demon was gone.

I have to confuse sometimes me and my brother was having so much fun with my mother that we often prayed to God to Kill him while he was gone. Now i know that is a bad thing for children to say about someone. But we did not like him at all . He was an evil black male in the home and he did not deserve to breath for the things he done to us .

But after a week are so our friends were over playing with us in my mother's living room area. When our best friend went to the big window and said i have to go now . We said no dont go mom said you can stay over to eat with us tonight. Our best friend said the demon is pulling up now in his car. My best friend ran down the stairs out our house . That was very sad information that the demon did not die out in the streets while he was gone. We use to memic this tv commercial that came on. The lady use to say dont take the car you will kill yourself. But as children we would always so please take the care and kill yourself.

yes we are bad in saying that and i know god would not like that at all. But we hated this demon very badly inside our hearts and mind. So as the demon walk up the stairs after being gone for a week are so. My mother came out the back room and told us to get ready for dinner. We put all our games away and waited until we heard our mother say its dinner time come and eat. That is how we were rasied as kids.

When we sat down at the dinner table satan was sitting on the other side in the living room area just looking around the room and not saying a word at all. My mother did not say a word at all as she prepare our plates with the meal she work on all day. Then 5 minutes after mother sat down with us to eat . The demon spoke a few words and ask us to come there and tell him what males where here while he was gone for the week are so. We did not know what he was taking about since i never ever seen anyone in our home but repair people over the years.

He said your mother her boyfriend . We laugh because we thought it was a big joke . But he ask us again did her boyfriend come over here to visit while i was away. Me and my brother told the demon mother did not have any boyfriend over here while you were gone away. He said i will pay you guys 25 dollars each to tell me the name and what he look like . Now as children we love to have money of our own since allowance came very rare to us .

But no amount of money in the world would ever make me are my brother tell such a lie on our mother .Again we told him mother was alone and no one came by to see us or visit while you were away. The demon said your lying to protect that slut . Now mine you we are children and did not know what the word slut was at all since we were in grad school. we spoke again telling the demon that we are telling the truth about mother and did not see anyone at all come to our home during that week.

He then went on to say has anyone came in this home to visit . We said yes our best friend has been over here playing board games with us since last week. The demon then said you know what the hell i am talking about don't you . Me and my brother said no we dont know what your speaking of at all. He then told us to come closer to him and look him in the eyes and tell him that know one came over to the home while he was away. So me and my brother walk slowly over to the sofa where the demon was sitting at. The demon said your F..... little liars and you would do anything to protect that slut of a mother. We were very scared at this point and also hungry since we had not been able to eat dinner yet . The demon took his belt off and hit us in the face with the buckle of the belt hurting us so badly i fell to the floor in tears and pain. My brother scream loud enough that anyone passing by could here him hollering at the top of his lungs.

My mother jump up from the table and ask the demon why you do this to them kids . You never hit children in the head with a belt buckle . He told her to go back and sit down. He beat us some more with the belt buckle and boy did it hurt very badly . We just laid there in complete shock and not knowing what to do are how long would this last . I do remember my mother grabing the belt leather when the demon raised it over his head to come down to give us both another hit . The demon told her to let the belt go and stand back . My mother did not back down at all from the demon. She told the demon that he was sick in the head and needed help badly.

Now i don't know what my mother was thinking at all . Saying them words to the demon was not a good thing at all. The demon snatch the belt back from mother and began beating her with the buckle also. She took many hits on her back and head from this buckle the demon had purchase down in mexico a few years pior . The demon beat my mother for a while . She only laid there and cried in the carpet. Me and my brother also ladi there on the floor watching him . We could hear the belt buckle hits on mothers back. It made a sound like bones being hit .

Finally the beating stop the demon was tired i am guessing . He sat down on the sofa and told us to get up and go to bed . The demon said i dont want to see your faces anymore. Me and my brother got up very slowly from the floor and walk slowly into our bedroom down the hall. We were so hurt. I did not know i was so hurt until i laid my head down on my pillow case. I turn to look at my brother in the other bed across from me. He was just laying there saying nothing at all. I do remember fixing my pillow to make it more soft on my head and neck area. I notice that there was blood on the my pillow case. I became scared but i did not know where the blood was coming from at all.

So i told my brother maybe i am dying finally God is coming for me. I told him i felt kind sick and did not feel well. My brother was so scared he said you can't die i need you here with me. I told him i am bleeding from my head some place. My brother look all around my head and said the cut was on the side of my head. I ask him did it look bad he said yes. I told my brother not to worry i would be fine. I got some socks out of the top dresser . I make a wrap around my head to stop the bleeding . I had seen mother do this when a kid fell of the bars on the park playground.

I then laid there waiting to see if God was on his way to my home. After a few hours i went to sleep and forgot all about my head. In the morning i remember my mother sitting on my bed with a towel with ice . She was placing it on the side of my head while i was sleeping. She said i am so sorry this has happen . I told her don't worry i am fine mother.

She said i had to go to doctor to get a check up . I told her know i did not want to go to the doctor . I did not like doctors at all as a child. Doctors always mean shots to a child. My mother said she was taking me to her hospital to get X rays . I said ok i will go for that . Later that day we went to the county hospital where mother work at and her best friend took my X ray's and the doctor said X rays look good . But i did have a black and blue bruises on the side of my head and a scar that would be there for life.

I was glad i was not dying and God was not coming to get me as of yet. My brother was also happy that i would be fine . I got back home and was put to bed for rest as the doctor told me to do . He said no playing out side for a couple of days. But i notice one thing while at the doctors office . He never ever ask me what happen to the side of my head.

My brother did tell me mother lied and told the doctor i hit my head on something in the home. Which was not true at all. Also since it was kinda cold that day she made us wear long sleeve shirts and long pants. I am guessing this is to hide the other marks the demon put on me.

Life has many up and downs . But God will see you through them if you keep the faith