THE WITCH IN THE PINK HOUSE

(Fiction)

 “Sometimes, when Emily would be walking to or from school with her brother, she would look at the witch’s window out of the corner of her eye as she hurried past.  Almost every time Emily would see the curtains slightly move as if she was looking out at her.

 As much as this freaked Emily out, she still felt like the witch was watching her and it made her curious in a slightly awkward way.  There were times when Emily would walk on the other side of the street if she was alone.

 Children would sit across the street and play and yell things to her thinking she could hear them.  Almost on a daily basis there were older children who would throw rocks at her house or whatever else they could find to throw.”

 Just how bad was this witch?  You will want to know…

 *THE WITCH IN THE PINK HOUSE, PART 2 due out in fall of 2016* 

NEVER LET YOURSELF GO BACK

 I kept quiet for a long time until I realized that I could help other people by telling my story.  This book contains my own personal story of sexual, mental, emotional and physical abuse.  My hope is that if you are going through any of these circumstances, you will be able to relate.

Different choices can and should be made.  You do not ever have to go back to that way of life.  I made it through many horrible experiences and my life today is a good one.

 Make your life change for the better now!

  

 SMILING THROUGH THE TEARS, Through The Eyes Of A Mother

 My daughter Elizabeth is a survivor of childhood cancer.  I cannot begin to s everything she felt, physically, emotionally and mentally.  As a parent I do know what I felt going through this with her.

 This book was written to help other parents or family members dealing with cancer of a loved one.  During this time with my daughter’s cancer, my mom was also fighting cancer and lost her battle.  I was also going through a divorce and had three sons I needed to be there for.

 We can and we do get through what life throws at us.

"LIFE IS BUT A DREAM"

This book is a collection of poetry that I have written.  Every poem is about real life experiences.  There is even a collection of poems that I wrote when I was just a little girl.  I am sure one of these poems, if not many you will be able to relate to.

 

RECOVERY LEFT ME SEARCHING 

I do not think I slept much, if at all.  I got up that morning (April 1, 1987) and started to plan my day.  My boys got up and I made them breakfast and then they sat in the living room playing and watching television.  My plan was to take them to the baby sitter’s, like I did in the mornings when I worked,  I then was going to go down to the river, with my suicide note on the front seat of the car and shoot myself in the head.  I pictured the police giving the note to my parents. 

 As I walked into the kitchen, I started to reach for the phone on the wall.  I looked into the living room at my babies playing.  I could not imagine how they would feel without me gone forever.  I looked down on the table and saw the phone book.  For some reason I pictured a billboard I had seen a couple weeks before.  It was for Care Unit, a treatment center at a local hospital.

I called them and begged them to get me in that day.  I told them I would die if I could not get in.  They said for me to come as soon as possible.  I know I sat there and cried for a little while then called the baby sitter and my sister to make arrangements for my boys.  I did not want anyone else taking care of my babies.  I was going to do what I had to.  I hated myself, I was a piece of crap but I needed to do it for my babies.  I was so afraid.

After arrangements were made I went to treatment.  I remember walking in feeling so ashamed.  I sat in a chair by the check-in desk while they did my vitals and registered me.  People were walking by me and some of them looked really scary.  I remember thinking, “I am nothing like these people.  Maybe I am making a mistake”.  Those people looked like real drug addicts.  I did not want to make eye contact with any of them.  A huge part of me really wanted to leave but I did not.

* DUE OUT IN 2016*

 

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