Lucky Stars

It seems like there are more instances in my life, but here are the two things that I remember now.

First, I was about six years old.  I was going to meet my friend from the same apartment complex that I lived in, and her mother, to walk back home after school.  I waited there until everybody had left… it must have been the wrong entrance, because I was the only kid left to standing. I remember wailing and repeatedly slamming my fluorescent pink plastic lunchbox to the sidewalk below, over and over, as I wailed.  An older kid across the street mockingly made the same kind of noises.  At this point, I went quiet.  A beige sedan stopped in front of me. The female driver inside asked what was wrong, and told me that she is a teacher at the school and would take me home.  I believed her and climbed into the car.

She took me home, (it was around the corner).

 I could have walked myself a home, I guess.  But I was a very scared 5 or 6 year old and did not realize this.

The second example that I can remember now, is one Saturday night. I was about 14 or 15 years old.   My mother and little sister were both gone that night.  I fell asleep on the couch watching Saturday Night Live.  I had planned it, because I had a pillow and a blanket.  I must have forgotten to lock the back door.  I woke up a few hours later and saw a shadowy figure, The silhouette of a man, standing in the middle of the room, facing me.

I did not move or make any sound, v holding my breath.  He  also stood silent and motionless, for a moment.  Then moved to lie down on the loveseat lit by the window above.

I continued to lie motionless and silent until after the sun came up   I then moved very slowly to my bedroom around the corner, shut the door very quietly, and hoped that he would not come into the bedroom.

 A few hours later, I heard someone run across the linoleum in kitchen floor and one out the back door.

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 From here on out, I will be entering stories as I remember them. 

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My high school sweetheart.

As a freshman, I went after this beautiful and intriguing boy. He was a sophomore. I stayed with him, loyal, for 8 years  (he was in state prison for it 13 months at the end… I enjoyed my freedom.  But looking back. I doubt that he was faithful to me for all of those years).

I am very lucky that I never became pregnant by him.

I am also grateful that his parents included me on long family camping trips to the Redwoods, on the coast of California, Oregon, and Washington.

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My Everything.