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I am Malika Bourne.
I have a passion for all children to feel safe, nurture and loved.
I had a loving father, but honestly my mother and my grand mother were abusive.
I used some of my stories in my novel, The Secrets of the Unwritten Book. The original book I started got delayed and turned into The Secrets of the Unwritten Book. Let me tell you this book really does have secrets.
I have spent decades unraveling the hurt and mis-information I had going around inside my head. I am revealing some snippets to set the stage how I was vulnerable to falling into another woman's illness.I am embarrassed and ashamed that I could have been stupid as to fall prey to a con who has no remorse for hurting people.
The Secrets of the Unwritten Book is no longer in distirbution at my discretion.
Please join me as I post in my blog snippets what reveals mild cases of child abuse and neglect. Later posts will make you cry. They are real from my own childhood. This is why I want to be active in educating about child abuse.
The Music Box
Anna is a girl on a heavenly mission to learn about evil on the planet Mylantra, an alternate universe to Earth. Anna is the machine version of a resident of an alogorical Heaven. There are two forms of one character, Anna and Malika. Both are guarded by a loving angel named Angelo.
Malika, the real being, is the the one who sleeps in a glass coffin on a space ship. ( Yeah, a bit much info for the second section.)
The Music Box
In time, months pass...
"Happy Holidays, girls." Grandma Flossie declares to the pile of girls sleeping on the floor.
They all wake up wide eyed and excited to see all the colorful wrapping on the presents under the lighted tree.
"He came! He came! what did I get?" they squeal with glee.
Grandpa Tom begins to pick up presents and call out names.
Here's one for Kathryn, one for Lila, one for Paula, one for Gay."
Anna sits quietly and waits.
Excitedly, the first four of the cousins had already ripped open the brightly wrapped packages to reveal jewelry boxes fro everyone in their own favorite colors. Each of the four girls are able cate the little winding key. Each of the four girls turns the key around making four tiny ballerinas dance to music.
"Oh, yeah, her's Anna." Grandpa Tom half heartrendingly goes out of his way to hand the package to the anticipating little girl.
Anna is so excited to see her very own magical box
"Thank you. Red is my favorite color."
She carefully opens the pretty paper so she can save it. She can not believe her eyes. Her jewelry box is..
gray.
Quickly she turns the box over and over searching for the winding key. She was looking forward to hearing the tinkle of the music and seeing the tiny ballerina dance just like the other girls'.
Anna started to cry.
There was to be no music. There was no wind up key, nor was there a ballerina.
"Yuck!" Gay blurts out. "Anna has an ugly box, just like her face! Ha ha!"
More tears stream down Anna's face.
"Shut up already, Anna. You have to learn to be grateful. They didn't have red," retorts Flossie.
More presents come out from under the tree. Anna's parents and Aunt Ruddy and Uncle James look on.
"Anna always has to have a temper tantrum. Just watch!" Rudy says loud enough for Anna and the other girls to hear.
"Ha, ha, ha!Anna is a baby!"
"More presents for little girls!" declares Flossie in a jovial voice.
Kathryn is the oldest, so she again gets her present first.
Ripping open the package, Kathryn's yes grow bigger as she sees her new present. It is the most beautiful lacy and ruffled nylon under slip that she has ever seen. It even had a pretty pink rose in the of the bodice.
"It's so beautiful. Now I can dress just like a princess."
The next three girls find the same beautiful slip in their sizes. As they oo-o'd and awed in little girl chatter.
Anna waited.
Anna wiped her tears in anticipation of the beautiful creation for herself. Even though she was not the youngest, she had grown accustomed to getting what ever it was last. She never understood why that was. She felt that fact very unfair, but knew not to complain So, she waited as patiently as she could, again.
Finally Anna was handed her package.
"Thank you. I want to be a princess, too."
Anna is careful to save the wrapping paper.
"What is this?"
Her heart sunk and she did not understand.
Inside the wrapping was a plain polished cotton slip.
No lace.
No ruffle.
No pink rose.
She was stunned, to say the least, but tried very hard not to cry.
"Yuck! Anna that is so ugly! Just like your face. N-na-a boo-hoo!"
That did it.
The tears came flooding out of Anna's eye's now. she just eidd not understand why she was the only one to get ridiculed, bullied, or why things never seemed to be fair.
"See? Did I not tell you that she'd throw a tantrum? She does it EVRY time." Rudy laughs.
Flossie snaps at Anna. "You have to spoil everything, don't you? You know you're allergic to nylon. And as far as you being a princess, I wouldn't count it. There is aLittle Miss Princess contest coming up. I am going to enter the other girls into the contest, but I won't ever enter you. You are so horrid and ugly. No one will ever love you."
The entire group went into hysterical laughter at Anna's tears.
Anna just did not understand why she was so "horrid."
This section ends with a discussion by the guardian angel, Angelo, and other angels learning about evil from the incident.
I didn't write in the book, what always happened in the end. I do mean "always" until I learned to handle my disappointments better. I got the belt to my bare butt right in front to the family. I never understood by bleeding welts was so funny.
I am Anna.
This is Malika Bourne the no Non-cents Nanna letting go of some of my secrets.
I hope as parents you make good choices so no childever has to carry secrets like I did.