Hurricane Katrina evacuee, Sheniqua Williams, formerly of Biloxi, Mississippi, is now living in Tennessee, where she is going to college to try to better her life.
I am sorry if I haven't written in here in so long, but I have been busy trying to get my affairs in order. Ever since that goddamned hurricane my life as I knew it is now over, and I am trying to pick up the shattered pieces of my world without goin' insane.
It ain't easy though: I see the damage still present on the news, and it is enough to stab me right in the gut because it is as though nothin' is bein' done to help the people of the battered Gulf States. Everythin' is New Orleans, New Orleans, and frankly, I sm sick to death of hearin' about New Orleans. What about those who lost lvoed ones or belongin's in Biloxi or Gulfport, Mississippi? What about the people in Bayou La Batre, Alabama? Don't they matter?
Ever since that hurricane, my life has bene a living hell. I have recovered from my injuries, but I still live with the repercussions of it. I have a damaged arm; it is partially paralyzed, and there is no tellin' whether I will be able to regain full use of it. I still suffer from reaccuring nightmares, and every time it rains heavily, I have flashbacks to the hurricane.
The only reminder of my past life is my adorable Maine Coon cat, "Furball", who is happily with me. She has recovered from the trauma of the hurricane, but now storms terrify her, and whenever it thunders or lightnings outside, she dives under the bed and yowls painfully until the storms have moved on. After the storms have neded, I have to try to coax her out with her favorite yummies, and it can be a dauntin' challenge. She and I were seperated for a time, and now that we are back together, she doesn't want to leave my side. Whenever I leave to go to school, it is always such a big production: she will hang onto my legs, and she will cry and cry until I have to nearly peel her off so I can get out the door and not miss my bus to the university.
That is another thing. I am now goin' to school. I am attendin' the University of Nashville, and I am goin' into journalism. I want to become a professional writer, and I want to write about some of the experiences of the last six monhs or so, so other people can read about what I have had to go through. I want people to know that even though life may seem very bad now, it can and will get better. It has started doin' that for me, and it is a day by day process; but I am startin' to make it past the worst moments. I want to give people a sense of hope, and I want them to know that if I can make it, then they can, too.
Well, that is about all that is new in my upended world. I am tryin' to get it together and struggling to live day by day. I will write when I have more news. Take care now!
~Sheniqua Williams. :( (tryin' to smile despite the pain and tears)
I did a feature article on a Hurricane Katrina evacuee who was here in my town. Her story was amazing. She had no anger. She had such excitement about starting life over and getting through her ordeal.
good write.
Karen
It is always good to give people hope and encouragement, and if we stick with it, we will win in the end...
You are an angel in disguise
Great write as ever
Love and Blessings
Peter
Sheniqua's frustrations are clearly evident in this poignant, angry write (understandable). Very well penned, I look forward to reading more about her progress.
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