28/10/2024
Once as a teenager, I helped a younger girl who didn’t even realize she was being groomed by a musician at her church.
She was such a kind, unassuming girl. In a lot of ways, she reminded me of myself. This sweet girl...So deprived of genuine love + connection in her home that she didn’t know she was beautiful until he came along to tell her so.
He was her supposed mentor. She was the most talented musician. She could play anything from memory...So, one day I went to hear her play @ her church. It was soul beautiful watching her in her element. She was radiant + didn’t even know.
My mother had dropped me off, so I rode home with her + said “mentor” as we all lived in the same neighborhood. I could smell the pervert on him. It was just oozing from his pores dude.
I wasn’t fake polite with him; I looked him in the eyes thru that rearview mirror every chance I got + I asked to him drop her off first.
I made my presence felt.
In true big sis fashion, I invited her over one day, sat her down + did her hair. All the while having girl talk, showing her how beautiful she was + I spoke with her about him. How I could tell what his intentions were. How creepy what he was doing was.
Not too long after, she stopped falling prey to his advances + he stopped pursuing her…I wish I could say that one interaction changed the trajectory of her life, but she fell prey to many other abusers in her adulthood. I know this because years later she randomly reached out to me + told me so. She also thanked me for being one of the only ppl who saw her, who spoke love + life into her...
I don't know where you are today my sweet Angel, but your sister is thinking of you. You are still here, in my heart + I pray that you’ve found love within yourself.