My very first conscious thought was that I had to be very careful, vigilant in fact, because “She”(the maternal unit, I simply cannot use the common name for a woman who has given birth to a child), was going to try and kill me. I lived on high alert until I was 15 when one day I came home from school and She was gone. I think what saved me was I loved Black History Month Or Black History Periodt African American shirt and expected maternal love from her.
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