Cunning family

We moved to Ottawa, Ontario in the year 1983. My family and I were residing in New Brunswick.
My parents were going through a hateful divorce. Then my father met a new woman, whom he adored.
Sometimes I wonder if he loved her, more than she loved him. He was a real charmer. He promised her the world, how he was going to give her the moon, that financially she would have no worries.
As time passed, they were happy, until he lost his job. He started trying to travel with low funds for his job search. Luckily he found one in Ottawa, Ontario, working for the Federal Government as their Accountant.

The first day, in Ottawa, i was 8 years old. I was amazed how big the city was. The first night we stayed in a hotel. The next day, we moved into our new home. I was going into grade 2 at that time. My brothers and sister moved with my Aunt, due to my mother ending up in a mental hospital, following the divorce. I dont remember much of her, since i left her when i was 5. Now it was just myself, father and ciara, my new mother.
I was made to call her mother, whether i liked to or not! She was European, very pretty lady, natural born red hair, from a place called Budapest. Things were fine at first, but it didn't last long.

Once I started school, I must have been in shock, from all the moving and leaving my mother, brothers and sister at such a young age. i started having problems in school in certain subjects.
One evening I came home, and father was busy in his office, going through his coin collection, and writing his stories, he was trying to write a novel. Ciara, decided to help me with my homework. I couldn't understand my math at all, after working on it for a whole hour, she started raising her voice, slapped the back of my head, and started saying i was such a stupid girl, how can you not understand this, she said "go to your room", I headed towards my room, which was in the basement. As I walked toward the stairs, she pulled my hair, "Do i have to knock sense into you, so you can be a smart girl?".

Ciara always compared me to other smart kids, neighbours, my fathers' co-workers children.
We use to visit Ciara's sister, Ilona and her daughter Eva. One day we were practicing singing, Ciara said " you have no voice, you are totallly out of tune". Then it was just the three of them singing, while i just watched and listened. They were very good singers, I will never be like them. All I was looking for was approval and feel loved. Wonder when that will happen!

Things were not going well with my step-mother and father. They were arguing more. For the outcome, i was the one that was punished. If i was late coming home, I would be beaten by a leather strap belt, seven times each, due to my fathers lucky number. I had this so much, at the end I would not cry, I always expected it either I was accused for lying, when the telling the truth, or that i was stupid or was a couple minutes late coming home from a friends.

At school I always had a smile. Even though things at home were not happy behind closed doors. This was the place where I felt appreciated and cared for from the teachers. I was the teachers pet, why couldn't my home life be like that, I wondered. I always daydreamed out the window.

Ciara had not been feeling well for awhile. During that time I wasn't having much beatings. I still felt I had to walk on shells in that house. It was either her or my father. It was summer time, they always liked me to find things to do, than watch T.V. I was only allowed every Saturday to watch T.V.
It was summer time, I found my solitude. I went to the beach everyday, which we lived only 10 minutes way for walking. I would leave after breakfast, come home for Lunch, leave again and come back home during dinner. I was having a beautiful tan. Ciara always commented how such a pretty girl I was until I opened my mouth and said something stupid.

My Father was originally from New Brunswick. He decided just him and i would travel through the states to New Brunswick. He always travelled this way to avoid the heavy traffic in Montreal. We had a great time, we enjoyed the beautiful scenery, went for ice cream lots of times during our journey. We were going to visit my
Grandfather Titus, Actually the only Grandfather I knew at that time. Along the way, dad told me not to open the glove department, I automatically knew the reason, he was travelling with his handgun. This was very normal for me, I thought it was normal. Father always had a loaded hunting guns under his bed, he was very paranoid, that someone was out to kill him.

We finally arrived at Gramps home. I loved being there. He always got me to sit on his lap, giving me lots of hugs like any other grandfather, giving me milk and cookies. After awhile i would get bored. Then I decided to go to my Aunts house, fathers sister. She could be tempermental, but she had a good heart.
Her and Father had a love and hate relationship. I think my grandmother grace, picked my father as the her favourite.

One night I was at my Aunties home. Sleeping on the couch. I suddenly woke up, I had an odd feeling that someone was in the room with me. I walked around in the circle, from the living room to the kitchen, and ran back to the couch. outside I seen a shadow, with a tall hat. I was so scared, he seemed so evil.
Afterwards, I seen this beautiful lady, standing on a chair, waving at me, and smiling.
I couldn't believe it she was a ghost, she seemed to be protecting me from the evil one outside.
She would play with me in her way, by moving my cabbage patch kid doll, then i would say stop, then she would. The process of this play ended until dawn. Nobody would believe me, they would say just like the Easter Bunny and Santa!

Later that day, I went back to my Gramps house. Once i returned there, I seen the police asking my father questions. He told me to go and play outside. So I did. I knew exactly what it was pertaining to, while at my aunts house, i overheard her talk about what happened. Apparently he had raped a lady in the village, had the gun to her head. The only person that knew this was father and I. He phoned Ciara, crying saying he did something awful, with a smile on his face. He knew he got away. The next day, with his newly painted silver car, we went back to Ontario.

Once we arrived, Ciara was telling father she has to get away for awhile. he told her dearest, why dont you and your sister go to Nova scotia and visit some of your old friends! She thought it was a great Idea, but she told him that her sister wouldn't be able to, she would not be able to take her daughter with her. Father had a brilliant idea, why don't you tell Ilona Eva can stay with me, I will treat her like my own daughter.

She went on the phone discussing the trip, and how Eva can stay with dad and I. Two days later they left.
One day I was at a friends house, next door neighbour. She came to my house. I felt a bit embarrased for what we witnessed. My father whom was in his forties, was making out with Eva, whom was only 14 years old. Later they would be sleeping in the same bed for the whole week. They were making plans, how he would leave Ciara, he started the charm on ciara's neice. Eva phoned her mother and told her, what they planned is working. Eva said " I didn't realize how easy it is to use seduction, mother. Now we will be covered financially. All we have to do is get your sister to witness this, so we can get her out."
Ilona said," yes, We will come home tomorrow, your Aunt has not been feeling well considering all the doses her husband gave her of poison.

Once my stepmother came back, she found out what they were all planning. She left my father, along with her neice and sister, she had taken all furniture, leaving just my toys and my bedroom furniture, but it would not be long until I would have Step Mother number two!