Ramona Flowers

I heard it a few times. I hadn’t seen the movie or heard of the comic book yet.

She’s “Ramona Flowers” they said.

When I heard “Ramona” I just thought of my Aunt Ramona my mom’s twin who I was referred to as being more like than my mom.

Ramona was more outgoing though.

Popular. Strong. Outgoing.

What people expect me to me.

What I might have seemed to be to many to be.

Growing up. My life was a tragedy with only GOD to see me through it.

When you’re life’s a tragedy it’s easy to make others feel better about their lives.

Children are innocent.

“Childhood”

When you’ve dealt with sexual abuse as a baby and growing up….

(will insert link to about that here)

(Makeup & Clothing etc)

(Religion & GOD)

So Definitely can say I was confused for sure in regards to “relationship” etc

My presence was definitely around. Even though I didn’t like to go out socializing etc.

I walked a lot. Miles & Miles. Thousands of Miles for sure. I can’t drive.

Of course I have walked so much that currently am Chronically ill.

But in walking Daily. I saw a lot.

I walked Day & Night

& while I was Homeless I kept walking.

The walking started as a Child.

I’d walk with my dog at 4am.

Walking miles in different directions each day.

Walks got longer & longer.

I walked to Elementary School myself hours before anyone got there then walk back home and get ready for hours & be back likely with a Tarantula on me.

Then in Jr High I walked passed School to the Woods after visiting Rivers The Wild Stallion being held captive.

Then in High School I still walked to the Forrest. But also walked to the Orange Show every Sunday.

Then walked through Arkansas. Miles & miles in below 0 weather. California clothes. No sidewalks. Middle if Nowhere.

Then again in California. Walking further & further.

Having to walk an entire City or two or three Daily.

San Diego.

Sacramento.

San Bernardino

Los Angeles

Walking Day & Night.

To be at the rescue for someone, or being labor trafficked.

To get groceries, to get anywhere I needed to go mostly done through walking.

As any feminine can say walking is not safest. From walking in woods to Cities.

Of course I’d rather walk in woods.

When you walk in Cities.

People can be cruel.

I didn’t have a phone for the longest as well.

My attire at first in elementary was dressy for pageants and Tom boy regularly.

End of Elementary I started to wear black boots.

Then beginning of jr high I painted my face in black mask and wore tattered wings & black skirt & corset.

Started wearing black more regularly.

I didn’t think of the garters or anything as sexy I was ignorant to knowing others seen it as such.

Guys followed me my whole life regardless of what I was wearing.

There’s the pedophiles who are allowed to be pedos.

The teacher who would take inappropriate photos of me without my knowledge.

I learned quickly I couldn’t dress up or wear makeup or would be told I was asking to be raped.

I was 11 years old when I entered Pacific High School.