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Biography
Publisher: Create space
ISBN-10: 1539409619
Type: Non-Fiction
Pages: 297
ISBN-13: 9781539409618
Price: $4.99 (eBook)
More captivating and exciting than any novel. Reads like liquid excitement.
"April was here" is my autobiography, yet it reads like the best novel ever. Touching, exciting, thrilling yet shocking and even funny. There is something in this book for everyone. There will be times when you ask yourself, "Can this all be true? Can all of this stuff really happen to one person? Well, I assure you that it is all true. Watch for the sequel, since this book ends when I am twenty, There is much more to come.
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Excerpt
There were four particular girls at the home that were privileged. They went to town each day and sang as a quartet on Brother Rolloff’s shows. The girls traveled with him in his plane all over the country, where they would sing and give testimony. The group was called “The Honey Bee Quartet.” No matter if he was in town or out, everyone was required to listen to his two broadcasts every day. That is what broadcast is, during broadcast no one could speak. We had to sit there and listened for forty five minutes. I just wanted it over and for my mom to come back.
After broadcast, we had to go to bible study which was an hour long. The girls had to memorize one CHAPTER of the bible each week, not a verse but a chapter. I was wanting out of there so bad, I couldn't sit still. Finally that was over and we had one free hour before lunch. As soon as we were free from the regimen, all of the girls ran over to me. They were asking me questions and telling me that they loved me and they were praying for me. My mom still wasn't there when we went to lunch.
Lunch was interesting. We again lined up and went through this ritual. We were given a piece of fruit and a cheese sandwich; I was hungry by then so I ate. I asked the girls where I could get a glass for some water. They told me that we were never allowed to drink anything with our meals. I looked at them and said, “What?” We had that smelly milk with breakfast.” They told me that milk was only given when they got oatmeal. If I wanted a drink, I had to wait until I was through eating and then I could go to the water fountain on the wall. I asked them why? They said that Brother Rolloff believed that if you drank while eating, it disrupted your natural digestive system. I just couldn't believe this place.
Finally my mom arrived there after lunch. As soon as I saw her, my heart lifted and I went running to her. Before I could get to her, Granny stepped in between us and said, “April, we want to talk to your mom for a little while before you visit”. I looked past Granny at my mom, using every pleading expression I could muster that said “get me out of here”, but she went into the office with Granny, Poppa, and Aunt Martha. All I could do was wait out in the main room with the rest of the girls.
So far I had counted about 35 people in this whole big building. Including me, there were 28 girls, but I found out that there were trailers out at the back of this big farm. That is where the pregnant girls lived. There were seven or eight of them, plus the two women that lived with them. They only came up to the big building for weekend church and things like that. They had their own kitchens and did their own bible study.
After almost an hour of waiting they all came out of the office, and Mom was crying. Poppa, Granny, that trustee lady Elaine, and my mom took me into the room that I had just spent the night in. They sat me on the bed and proceeded to tell me that, for the time being, this was the best place for me, and I WOULD be staying here. I stood up and started begging her in front of all of them, telling her all that I had heard from these girls, I told her that I would be good, and never give her another problem. I started crying and I didn't care who was there. I was begging her, “Mom please don't leave me here! Please! You can’t leave me here!”
Poppa said “April, you are staying and we will not listen to anymore. Begging will not change this, its happening, so you better accept it.” He picked up my hair brush and tried to hand it to me. He said “Dry your eyes, brush your hair, and get ready for Church!” I stood up, got right in his face and looked at him with hate in my eyes and said, “I am NOT staying here, and you can’t make me!” Without any warning, he hit me in the face with my hairbrush, right across the mouth. He looked at me with a look I will never forget and said, “You ARE staying, and if you ever threaten to run away, I will give you a beating you will never forget. We are thirty miles from anyone, remember that! Now get ready for church!” I looked at my mom, while I was rubbing my swelling mouth, but she wouldn't look at me, she just turned away from me.
I can’t even begin to tell you what I was feeling at that moment. I was numb, crushed, and devastated. All I was sure of was that my mom was giving me to these crazy people. She was punishing me for something I didn't do. If I did do something, all she had to do was tell me and I would fix it. I needed to talk to her, but there was no way that they were going to let me alone with her, I saw that.
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