Some sort of snake race was a big problem. If you said you didn't like it they put it on you and if you said you did ...they expected you to participate and hurt someone along with them.

Trying to remember how it started with her only gave her a headache. She could barely recall anything past the horror of seeing what seemed like a million snakes of various sizes rushing up the stairs and across the landing towards her and landing all in the room at once. Then the fight amongst them was enough to kill you from fear if they didn't from nature.

Sarah knew so many things

fear

snakes

races

fear

snakes

races

some cruel person put a radio whistle

like a telephone signal

in the room and

didn't tell you

a little child.

Then they sounded the signal like a telephone call

from outside

then all the snake owners

who had trained their snakes for this evil

let loose their creeps

with their radios attached

and they all went racing up the stairs

towards the signal

like so many other times

and places before

if you were really unlucky

or some human creep

had put you on a 'list'

they might have set up a tape or film

to record the whole thing

including youto show to your enemy

whichever sick minded person it was

from age birth to five

who could possibly have an enemy?

well Sarah was finding out ...

she could...

later she would realize

that people like that

just did that because they were sick ...

mentally...

and they didn't care...

people like that

could only be made to care by the authorities...

some son of a snake was to blame

thought Sarah.

perhaps she could grow up

and have figured it out

then she could tell everyone

in a story and then they would know to be careful

of people pretending to be innocent of snakes..

Snakes had friends she was told

after she got home from a lengthy stay at the hospital

No friend of a snake is a friend of mine said she.

Thinking that she was allowed to speak

her mind in her own space.

Not so said the criminal element and

started its rot on a victim again.

Sarah...said Sarah...will.

One day...said she...amongst the inevitable conflict

that arose

One day...Sarah...will..

and everything flew out all over the room..

that's what it looked like to Sarah..

why should she care what it looked like to anyone else..

there was light..

bright white light

flying everywhere..

great fractures and pieces of blinding white light ..

like huge jagged pieces of broken glass but in white light pieces

shooting out all over the room

Sarah didn't want to listen to 'rot'..

it was just someone's noise..

she already knew what it meant ..it meant..

that they were trying to coerce her to their way

instead of allowing her the freedom of her own thinking

to be a thinker was Sarah's desire

and to grow up to be a thinker was Sarah's hope for adulthood

and so they let her..

actually she had found the key..

then as soon as she had answered their 'questions'

that identified her intelligent means ..

they stole her ideas and threatened her and her family some more..

Sarah was not long in telling the police

and these were not long out of jail..

and that was Sarah's life for a long time ..

telling the police

because the criminals were stubborn and dumbhead

but one day the police had seen the pattern

and the use of it on others not just Sarah

and they were able to gain results on breaking it down.

That was a time of rejoicing for Sarah

quietly within..

for much of her family had been lost by now

to the time of struggle and the wrong ways

of gang and terrorist victimization and battle

so Sarah, you see, could never forgive

the culprits..

neither could Sah, or Srah, or Serah, Seraphim

the Cherubs of Sa...........

never ever in any Eternity.

But that is what 'thay' do to everyone 'thay' don't want for whatever reason..

'thay' call them bad or a witch or unco-operative or

non-compliant and damage and damage and damage them

until they are dead ...

because 'thay' are the unwanted and unneeded and unnable to be helpped..