I
was awoken by the bedroom light that flashed on at 1:00 a.m., and the sounds of
someone demanding we all get out of our beds. There were seven of us girls in
this room with ages ranging from 5 to 17; I was 12 at the time. There, standing
in the doorway was a girl that I had met for the first time earlier that
evening. This was to be her last night in foster care. Child services had
nowhere else to place her but in the foster home that my sister and I had only
known for 6 months.
She demanded we all get up and stand
by our beds, so we did. One of the girls was sent to get a knife while she
decided whom the main victims of her emotionally painful game would be; she
chose my sister and me. In the middle of that large bedroom she made her
humiliating demands of us, holding a knife near our throats and swinging it in
the air toward our faces. We stood half clothed while sobbing and begging her
to stop and to just let us go back to bed. She left the room just as abruptly
as she came in, but only after she threatened to kill anyone who told of what
she had done. She was never seen again.
I cried many tears over the years
when thoughts of this experience would arise. How could life be so cruel? Why
me? Then one day I closed my eyes and meditated on the question of "If
not you, then who? Find one girl in that room Teresa that you would have wanted
to take your place." It became very clear to me; there was not one
girl whom I would have wanted to take my place. My thinking changed from
"Why me?" to "Yes, Why not me?" Why not me, there is
nothing special about me? For the first time I was thankful, thankful that it
was I that bore the humiliation. Inside this realization came peace. In that
moment I cried for the other girls as thoughts of what the experience might
have been for them having to watch. The feeling of helplessness, of not knowing
what to do to make the girl stop, all of which I would not have wanted to bear.
I would not have wanted to be the one to watch. Life had been kind. I had been
spared, and for that, I am thankful.
Life never gives you more than you
can handle. The truth of this is beyond the mind, it is peace beyond
understanding.
If not you, then who? I assure you, you are the ONE!
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