If Not for Him ... MAG

By Brandi A., Yazoo City, MS

     Life has lots of ups and downs but mine has had a lot of downs. My father had a split personality, with a good side and a bad side. Eventually the bad side took over. He was physically, mentally, emotionally and verbally abusive. When I was little, he did and said horrible things to my mom, brother and me. I can remember it all as though it were yesterday. My momma was very afraid of him. He told her if she ever left him, he would kill her. He truly believed in “Till death do us part.”

One day my mom got tired of the abuse so we went to my uncle’s house. A few days passed and my dad went to a nearby town to live with relatives (after he did a lot of damage to our home.) My mom, brother and I went back to our house. During the next few weeks, my dad kept calling to say he loved us and was sorry for everything. He was our father, regardless, and my brother and I missed him. He wanted us to come stay with him for a few weeks, but we wouldn’t go without my mom. So we went there for a while.

I thought everything was fine, but I didn’t know that he put a knife to my mom’s throat and told her if she didn’t take him back, he would kill me and my brother, make her watch, kill her, and then kill himself. My mom was so scared that she obeyed.

So they went home while I stayed a bit longer. Then I got a phone call from my dad. He was crying, telling me that my mom and brother had lied. Then I discovered that my brother refused to stay in the same house with him, and Mom had said she’d called the detention center to take him. My mom had secretly told my brother to go with her and so they walked to the neighbors and called the police, telling them what my dad had done. The police had to restrain my brother from attacking my dad. So the police came and got my dad.

Meanwhile, I was trying to figure out whose story was true - Mom’s or Dad’s. I believed my mom because I knew how my dad could be. My brother was put in rehab because he had gotten into drugs real bad. So my mom came and got me. We knew my dad was coming back to kill us as he had promised. We were scared because we knew when he found out my brother was gone, he’d come since my brother was the only thing protecting us. My mom and I got a male family friend to come and stay with us.

One day my mom came home with the news we had been dreading: my dad had been released. My mom, friend and I sat waiting, watching; we were all terrified. There was a shotgun in the corner but we all prayed it wouldn’t be touched. Finally, we couldn’t stay awake any longer.

My mom and I went to sleep in my bed. Our friend fell asleep on the couch. Around 1:30 a.m., our friend came into my room and said, “He’s here.” He’d heard someone trying to get in the window, and when he looked up, his eyes had met my father’s. He said it was like looking at the devil.

We got up and stood in my bedroom door. My friend had the gun in his hand. We could hear my dad saying, “I know y’all are in there, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. You can have the kids, I just want to talk.” We said nothing. The doorknob rattled. Then my mom told me to get between the closet and the bed.

As I remember it, the door jerked open and I heard a gun shot. My mom and friend were crying. My friend went into shock. My mom slowly went to the body and turned the lights on. I remember my father lying there with blood everywhere. She didn’t want us to see, but we had to go out the door where the body was. I ran through my father’s blood with bare feet. I remember it so clearly. We ran to the neighbors and beat on the door until they awoke.

We called 911 at 1:45 a.m. on July 15, 2000. My friend still had the gun in his hand. The police pronounced my dad dead and investigated the scene. My friend was arrested and charged with murder. That’s when what had just happened hit me.

When my friend appeared in court, Mom and I were there too in case we needed to testify on his behalf. The investigator got on the stand and said he had evidence that the shooting was self-defense. My father had been banned from our home and wasn’t supposed to come within so many feet of my mom. The investigator took out an envelope which contained two ropes, a weed eater wire and a pocketknife. My dad had intended to strangle us. My mother and I gasped in shock at what could have happened.

Our friend was found not guilty as a result of self-defense. I am very grateful to be alive. I am also thankful God sent that beautiful angel, our friend, to watch over us. I would not be here today if he hadn’t been willing to stay with us. What matters to me is just being in this world, being alive.



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LG29 said...
on Apr. 12 2014 at 7:25 am
This is such a sad story and so well written and like others have said, it is very brave of you to write this for everybody to read.

on Sep. 19 2013 at 12:58 pm
LindseyGirl235 PLATINUM, Hamer/dillon, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
I'll love you forever and always to the moon and back 4,000 .Your mine forever I'll love you alwayes.

First I'd just liek to say that I admire you for putting this up here. Not many peoepl have the strenght to tell that andp ost it where it is public.

rheame said...
on Aug. 27 2013 at 8:20 am
rheame, Anand, Other
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Favorite Quote:
turn a mess into a lesson

a test into testimony

a trial into triumph
and a victim into champion

oh no!!!! im really glad that you are saved!!!! or else we would not have such a cool person and a lovely writer among us!! a really good job!! :D

on Jun. 2 2010 at 3:43 pm
magic-esi PLATINUM, Hyde Park, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one."
"Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if only one remembers to turn on the light."

Oh wait, it is published in the magazine. Which I should have known.

on Jun. 2 2010 at 3:41 pm
magic-esi PLATINUM, Hyde Park, New York
27 articles 0 photos 231 comments

Favorite Quote:
"The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one."
"Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if only one remembers to turn on the light."

My G-d, this is amazing. Not only is your story so... sad, (I wish I could come up with a better word)... but your writing is perfect. The way you describe everything so poignantly and show us your life... This should be published in the magazine. This is amazing.

on Mar. 13 2010 at 5:49 pm
TryingToB BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
\"He pokes your ribs and says your thin beyond repair. You poke yourself in the ribs-all you feel is fat.\"

Wow. That was....

on Jan. 8 2010 at 8:27 pm
-MidnightAngel- GOLD, A Field Of Paper Flowers, California
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Favorite Quote:
"I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?"

So sad. I'm glad you'r friend got off, and great story:)

krysten SILVER said...
on Aug. 11 2009 at 11:09 pm
krysten SILVER, Weiser, Idaho
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Favorite Quote:
Smile now or smile later, but remember the pain you hide, will only grow greater.
*krysten*

I didnt mean poem I meant story. great job

krysten SILVER said...
on Aug. 11 2009 at 4:07 am
krysten SILVER, Weiser, Idaho
9 articles 0 photos 47 comments

Favorite Quote:
Smile now or smile later, but remember the pain you hide, will only grow greater.
*krysten*

Your poem is amazing. im so sorry you had to go through that. it was very tear jerking to read. im so glad your all ok. great poem!

Brittany. GOLD said...
on May. 8 2009 at 10:46 pm
Brittany. GOLD, Phoenix, Arizona
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Wow, i read this at school. It had me on my toes the whole time wanting to know what would happen next. But great article.

lateacher said...
on Apr. 12 2009 at 5:14 pm
This was full of raw emotion. This was an eye-opening and emotional read that I look forward to sharing with my students. Writing is theraputic, and I know that you will help many people by sharing your story.

hola14 BRONZE said...
on Apr. 12 2009 at 6:21 am
hola14 BRONZE, New York, New York
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Wow


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