Alone. In my own mind, that’s how I felt. I had lost my best friend and even though I was now placed in a house with family members, they felt like strangers. For five years of my life, all I had known was living in that house with my Mother, my father, his children and wife. All that I could remember, however, was my Mother. Everything else, I suppose, was suppressed.
The Devil Wears an Orange Jump Suit
So later that day on April 16, my father turned himself in. His exact reasoning for why he did what he did was that the devil made him do it. Today, it really upsets me that he wouldn’t hold himself accountable for his own actions. Back then my response was just “Yeah right!”
I remember having to go to court when my father was being sentenced. I would sit there with my Grandmother and stare at my father. Whenever details about my Mother would have to be told, I would be taken out of the court room. One time when I was actually in the room, my father looked at me and beckoned with his hands for me to come to him. I was really disturbed by this and told my Grandmother. That would be the last day I sat in court. What was wrong with this man?
My father was finally sentenced and at first we felt justice had been served. That is until we heard how much time he would be in prison. I don’t really remember the exact amount of time that he got, but I do know he was out of jail by the time I was in high school. So maybe less than 10 years. To coin a phrase from the recent Casey Anthony trial, definitely a miscarriage of justice.
Tornados
I’m sitting in a car with my Mother in the middle of the night. We are talking and she is looking at me as a loving mother would. Suddenly a huge tornado forms and comes slamming down the street. The tornado rips the doors off the car and begins to lift my Mother up as I hold onto her in an attempt to bring her back down. Finally the tornado snatches her out of my grasp to leave me in the car, all alone….
This is the nightmare that I would constantly have as a child. Each time I would wake and run into my Grandmother’s room crying, “I miss my mom…”
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Hello Wayne
Is this really a story of your life? Who could have thought, you have such an experience. I believe that through these. It help you become a good person.
i couldn’t imagine that’s the story of your life i was a grateful that i found this post i really appreciates it.this make me realized how good i have a life.
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October 12, 2011 at 6:15 pm #
Your story is incredible, and also quite sad. I hope that as you’ve gotten older, that you have been able to form a close group of people that are understanding and supportive. Best of luck to you.
I like such personal stories. really. They make you remember the post, not just read it and the fastest way forget about it. But it is sad. I hope that after all you have found some strength in yourself…
I just ran across your story on the ‘net and I am convinced that you have a ‘mission from God’ to reach as many people you can with your story and how you you know about what real men are (Robert Lewis) I praise God for you and I don’t even know you. Keep speaking the truth my friend and God speed!
Twitter: WaynesBNP
October 29, 2011 at 9:05 pm #
Thank you for your kind comments. It means a lot to me. I do hope to one day reach people with my story and give them them the determination to keep pressing even through tough situations.
Thank again!
Your stories are really great and convincing and this one is great.
I can’t imagine who might have thinking, you have such an experience. I believe that through these. It helps you motivate and turns a good person.
Really? How tough your story was. Thank you for sharing this… You just made me realize that I am fortunate enough not experiencing the way you have experienced such things.
Is this really the story of your life, I can’t imagine such a tough situations. This makes me realized to become a good person.
We are fortunate enough that our place is not experiencing the way you have experienced there… I am really interested in reading this and it really hit my heart. You are one of the toughest person I have heard…
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November 25, 2011 at 4:28 am #
this is really an incredible story. I’m with you, although I don’t know you. These are experiences that can’t be forgotten.
Your story is very sad, I can feel it. But I am happy that what you’ve experience never gives you a reason to stop dreaming and become a goo person. God Bless! =)
Twitter: DailyColoring
December 18, 2011 at 5:17 pm #
So moving! The holidays can be the worst time for people who have faced such tragedy in their life. I hope that you continue to see the beauty in this world.
Thank you for sharing your heart touching story. While it is down and sad I do hope that as time goes on you find it easier to put this to one side. Sure no body ever forgets things like this but as the months go on, the human mind is quite good at compartmentalizing tragedies of the heart. chin up and God bless.
Twitter: willyanderson87
December 27, 2011 at 12:00 pm #
HI Wayne This is very allot of burden i know how’s your feeling i feel that this is very sad If I were you I would have torn my heart i really appreciated that’s You have to put how you know it.this is really awesome.Thanks
I am feel very sad while reading this story..Hoping that you will see the beauty of this world..
I am sorry to hear about your mother. I really don’t know what to say. I hope someday you will be able to recover from this and find something that could somehow ease the pains of your past.
This is scary…I don’t want to happen this in our place..Thanks for sharing..
Wayne, I am surprised that such incidents happened in your life.. much ups and downs! Well I can say one thing for sure , your life was much more exciting compared to my boring Life!!
I am very sorry to hear about what happened…Don’t worry, everything will be fine afterwards…
DEAR COUSIN I CANT IMAGINE WHAT YOU WENT THRU ,BUT I WAS ONE DAY THINKING ABOUT YOUR MOM ONE DAY AN NOTICE YOUR NAME ONLINE ,I REMEMBER YOU WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE AT GRANDADDY JACK FOWLER FUNERAL ,YOUR UNCLE IS MY DADDY HIS NAME IS JOE .WELL I HOPE WE CAN MAKE UP FOR LOST TIMES IN LIFE BECAUSE LIFE IS TO SHORT TO NOT NO FAMILY .
Very inspiring story, I wish that we will learn about these things.
Its nice to read these kin of inspiring article, My heart get bounce about it.
This looks really awesome! I want to share this to my friends too…
Hi Wayne your are carrying a heavy burden. You need to let go, put it behind you and move on.
Twitter: WaynesBNP
February 13, 2012 at 1:23 pm #
Already done
Hey when are you going to post new stories? I like your writing..
Twitter: WaynesBNP
May 15, 2012 at 10:04 am #
Very soon! We have new website we will be launching.
Very inspiring and I really love the insights that you have had shared here. It is really nice to share a story bas on your experience because you can express all things you want to include in the story.