The Unconscious Witness by Norma R. Crutcher

Author:Norma R. Crutcher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nextone Inc
Published: 2024-03-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

I can’t take the anger, the loneliness, the pain any longer.

I sink to my knees. Everything wrong with my life swells in a rush of emotion.

Holly S. Roberts

Day four of lying here in the hospital. It is the same routine as the last two days with the doctors and nurses. All is well.

When it was time to leave, I ask the angel how long will I remain in this condition. He says, “Until the Lord awakens me.”

He takes my hand as my spirit rises, and we appear during my college days.

I loved fashion and wanted to enter the world of fashion. I was accepted into the Fashion Institute of Technology. Living on campus away from home my first year, I lost my mind because I had no restraints. I was free!

I hung out with friends and partied until daybreak. I was drinking, smoking, and doing drugs. Everything I knew not to do, I was doing.

We loved dancing and found the best parties and clubs were in Brooklyn, NY, so we rode the subway there from Manhattan.

I met this guy at one of the parties; he was so cute I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He noticed me and came over to introduce himself. The ladies I was with whispered in my ear, saying, “He’s a player; leave him alone.” But I didn’t listen.

We started dating.

He was a college graduate with a low-level corporate marketing position. He took me to fancy restaurants, the movies, and his apartment.

I thought we had something special between us.

Then, late one night, I decided to surprise him. I didn’t think about how riding the subway alone could be dangerous at that time of night; I wanted to be with him. I rode the train from Manhattan to Brooklyn to spend the night with him.

When I arrived at his apartment and knocked on his door, a young lady wearing a baby doll nightgown answered. She looked as surprised as I did and wanted to know who I was and why I was there. Once I told her who I was, she angrily called him to the door. He was shirtless. He looked at me dumbfounded, acting like he didn’t know who I was. He immediately closed the door in my face. Once the door was closed, I could hear them arguing.

I decided I wouldn’t be dismissed that easily, so I knocked on the door again. He answered, and I began calling him every terrible name I could think of. The girl, now dressed in street clothes, didn’t like how I talked to her man and decided she would fight his battle.

She stepped in front of him and started pointing and calling me names, so I hit her. The fight was on; we fell on the floor outside the apartment in the hallway. The guy tried to pull me off her as neighbors began opening doors. They complained about the noise and how late it was, threatening to call the police. I stopped fighting when I looked and saw blood flowing from her nose and mouth.

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