Chapter 2:Beginning of the change

A few years later......

After having to live in denial of everything that had happened in the past,she had to suffer again from another change of environment. By the way in chapter 1 I forgot to mention her name , Annette. This girl became a friend that I never had despite the barrier we had considering her past and even present. This is when her life turned around. It became like a sad movie at the blink of her eyes. Anne is such a wonderful spirited young lady. We used to take walks in the green gables where we found water lilies by the river that were so white as the snow and to just listen to the birds sing, this really calmed out spirits, mind and gave our hearts great joy and peace. All these things seemed so unreal but they really were real. Anne's cousins used to ill-treat her ,shout at her at any given chance considering they never shared parents together. By the way her closest relative that she had in that house was her mother's young sister the cousins mother who had taken her in to stay with her family as she was her only mother's child and an orphan. Many times I used to gaze at her house through my bedroom window  since at that time they had no durawall, and would many times see her cry . You could tell how devastated she must have been to live such a life like that . 

Sometimes the cousins gave her little food and she was not supposed to complain about any of all this . Sometimes they ganged up together to beat Anne if she ever reports any ill treatment. I remember vividly the other day she moved the bicycle of the uncle and she got beaten for it since she didn't know how to ride a bicycle and to top it all because it was not her father's bicycle so she had no right. The I'll treatment continued day after day month after month and year after year as I witnessed all this . Mind you she was one of the bright students who had so much potential to do well but the frustration at home was killing her inside. She was not allowed to have friends at home much worse bring them home even to visit. My heart pained everytime she shed tears down those sweet and adorable baby cheeks of hers. I wish I could do something to help her out but there was nothing I could do I was a child too at that time. When she joined the justice for children trust(JCT) her uncle didn't approve considering the physical and emotional abuse she was going through in that house they knew if ever she were to speak out they will probably be in trouble. She was a happy soul though bleeding and suffering inside. At school they called her ever smiling and most people loved her because she was sociable, friendly and loveable. I'm happy that we became sisters from different mothers and found someone to confide her in most soul to . Anne was so good at writing poetry and she became my inspiration to write a book and dedicate it to her. Sisters forever.