The Beaten Path: Seizures
by
Amy L. Kratz
On September 13, 1973, I was a child that took the same shortcut we always walked to school and I never arrived at school that day or for many to come that year. I was attacked by what I can only describe as a monster disguised as a man. This man filled with rage, stood like a wolf, waiting his prey, for a little girl, cheerfully walking to the first days of fourth grade. Unexpectedly; I saw him, he asked me something, and I stood frozen, and answered. He rushed over, picked me up, tied a rope around my throat, and beat me until I was just about dead. I somehow escaped him in the midst of my beating and hid in the overgrowth of the marshy area we called Block House Pond in Lewes, Delaware. I passed out, to be…
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