An Extraordinary Life of a Little Girl Named Pinky

By Trena Hicks Davis

BEING A WOMAN AND BEING A MOTHER IS HARD IT'S VERY HARD ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'RE RAISING 10 KIDS OF YOUR OWN AND HAVING A HUSBAND WHO WASN'T WILLINGLY TO BE THERE AT ALL TIMES AND TO ADD TO THE ASSAULT THAT WAS DONE.
SHE STILL WALKED WITH HER HEAD HELD HIGH WITH HEELS ON STILETTOS THAT IS WITH THAT BEAUTIFUL SMILE ON HER FACE NOTHING COULD COMPLETELY GET HER DOWN. SHE WILL TALK THE TALK AND WALK THE WALK NEVER LETTING NOTHING GET IN HER WAY.
WHAT A REMARKABLE WOMAN I'VE ALWAYS MIMICKED YOU. I TOO WALKS WITH MY HEAD HELD HIGH AND I SMILE EVERY TIME, I THINK OF THE TIMES WE'VE SHARED TOGETHER, I MISS YOU MOMA AND I ALWAYS WILL YOUR MY SUNSHINE EVERY MORNING AND MY THOUGHTS AT NIGHT.
THIS BOOK IS FOR YOU AND MY BIG BROTHER SAMUEL WHOM HAS PAST WILL READ IT IN SPIRIT. AND MY BIG SISTER RAMONA AND SISTER- IN- LAW AUDREY.
THANKS FOR HELPING IN RAISING ME, AND MY SIBLINGS I LOVE YOU ALL AND I'M FOREVER GRATEFUL.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 11, 2020
• ISBN: 9781664123717

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AN EXTRAORDINARY

LIFE OF A LITTLE

GIRL NAMED PINKY

TRENA HICKS DAVIS

Copyright © 2020 by Trena Hicks Davis.

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Rev. date: 08/11/2020

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1 Extraordinary Life Of A Girl Named Pinky

Chapter 2 Extraordinary Life Of A Girl Named Pinky

Chapter 3 Church…

Chapter 4 Daddy

Chapter 5 Moving

Chapter 6 Settling In Our Home

Chapter 7 Girlfriend

Chapter 8 Kenny…

Chapter 9 School

Chapter 10 Headaches

Chapter 11 Happy Time’s With Moma…

Chapter 12 Daddy Part 2…

Chapter 13 Grandma…

Chapter 14 Grandma Part Two

Chapter 15 Good Byeeeeee..Grandma!

Chapter 16 Christmas Presents…

Chapter 17 Christmas Day…

Chapter 18 Fire Starter…

Chapter 19 Living Out Of My Mommas Car…

Chapter 20 Home Sweet Home

Chapter 21 Getting Acquainted With The Neighbors

Chapter 22 Dating Again…

Chapter 23 Bickering Neighbors

Chapter 24 Moma’s New Friend…

Chapter 25 Family Reunions

Chapter 26 Hungry

Chapter 27 Moma And Me…

Chapter 28 Games Kids Played…

Chapter 29 Headaches Getting Worser…

Chapter 30 No School For Me Today

Chapter 31 A Beating…

Chapter 32 Feeling Bad…

Chapter 33 A Learning Sister

Chapter 34 A Baby On Board

Chapter 35 Moma Is Sick…

Chapter 36 Still Sick

Chapter 37 Preparing

Chapter 38 Funeral

Epilogue

CHAPTER 1

Extraordinary Life Of A

Girl Named Pinky

Being born with a fever has its ups and downs I can still feel the cold chills from being placed on ice after I was born..terrified.as I wake up from my dream im a big girl now.. well only if moma let me be. Hot Sunday morning, the sun shining down from the Clear Blue Sky, what a beautiful morning I thought to myself, as I looked out from my upstairs window, I can hear my mom yelling get up, time to get dressed for Sunday church, pinky get down here so I could comb your hair, she said boys get in the tub to bathe. hurry Hurry or we’ll be late, comming Mama as I shut the Window, thinking to myself oh boy we have to go to church again, I’m glad I can use my inside voice, because I wouldn’t say this out loud, I don’t remember the age I was but I was very young I’m thinking 6 years old, or maybe 7..Pinky she’s yelling again if I have to call you one more time, you are going to get your ass whooped….yes Mama she meant every word that came out of her mouth she would tell us I only want to call you once.., so I hurled down the steps slipped and fell the last two steps I’m here mama, I yelled, ..what took you so long young lady as she gave me that serious look., oh mama I was putting on my house shoes then I had to use the bathroom, then get the comb and the brush, then the grease I said and…..pinky shut up get over here girl so that I can do your hair., as she snatched me by the arm we’re going to be late., you know mama I can stay home if you like., no she said we need Jesus and if you ever say that again you’re going to need him first, …that’s when I got quiet like a church mouse get it church mouse humm never mind. hair pressing time, so I’m sitting in the chair next to the stove in between the kitchen table, I’m watching her closely as she began to move the hot comb from the fire., Pinky be very still so that I don’t burn you, okay mama please don’t burn me, i said shut up and be quiet while I concentrate, so I’m saying to myself in my head Jesus please don’t let moma burn me, because this hot comb is very hot, and I’m wondering why do I need my hair straightened anyway I like it naturally curly., so what’s wrong with it staying curly, well my brothers are all done and running down the stairs, stop running down my steps Mama yelled, we don’t do that in here we run outside she exclaimed., sorry Mama they all pronounce together still pressing my hair she stopped to check out my brother’s wardrobe, making sure they are neat and clean, checking ears and everything in between me, I was cool with her taking a break from my hair, the light Breeze blew in from the front door to cool my hot head, you boys looking so nice she told them as they smiled, now go in the living room sit down as I finish your sister’s hair, turn around pinky she implied I’m almost done, please don’t burn me mama (pop), didn’t I say be quiet., yes ma’am as a tear roll down my face.

all done now pinky now go put on that dress that I had laid out for you, okay Mama as I walked slowly away from her because I figured if I run I’ll get in trouble, because I heard her tell my brother’s no running in the house, So as I slowly passed my brothers sitting in the living room on the couch, I asked them. Hey, how does my hair look does my hair look pretty am I pretty my brothers looked at me and said, Your hair is pretty but you are not and they made ugly faces at me.

So I licked my tongue out at them and walked slowly towards the upstairs steps…until I heard momas loud voice.. the day was just getting started… then..

CHAPTER 2

Extraordinary Life Of A

Girl Named Pinky

CHAPTER 3

Church…

Pinky she yelled… yes Mama as I turned to look back at her., if you don’t get the molasses out your ass, and hurry up them steps you better., now Hurry, so I ran as fast as I could and quickly put on my clothes and I hurried back down the steps, Pinky didn’t you hear me tell youre brothers about running down those stairs and in the house, yes sorry Mama no sorry just don’t do it again, I thought to myself didn’t she just tell me to get the molasses out my ass whew!, church here we come all dressed up me looking so cute in my pretty pink dress., and my brothers looking nice in their dress shirts and pants, I took a detour to the mirror to make sure I was looking cute., Mama yelling pinky let’s go, so we all pile up in her nice station wagon, at least that’s the one I remember., me and my brothers in the backseat looking out the window pointing to the cars that’s my car no that’s my car., I like the red with no I picked the red one mommy says be quiet, arrived at the church a Baptist Church for Baptist people, hope they are Christians I guess look here Im young I really don’t know, church was going good I really liked it, my brother’s loved it…at least for awhile anyway., we just didn’t like going every Sunday well me I like going wherever my mama was I wanted to be, I noticed that church can be scary one day while sitting there in the pue I over heard my sister’s and cousin say hey let’s go do the bloodymary thing.. but we all have to go one at a time.. okay my sister’s said.. so as the preacher was preaching each one would hold up that one finger to go to the girl’s room.. I watched as they all went… one at a time.. so I waited until they was all in.. and I held up my one finger and went so as soon as I got back there pulled up a stool I heard one day you have to say bloodymary 10 times and she’ll appear in the mirror.. all of them had they’re backs turned so they didn’t know I was back there.. but I can see in that mirror.. so as one of them spent around and when she got to 10.. everyone looked at the mirror and sure enough medusa was there she had snakes in her hair.. so I Screamed out loudly and ran out of there so fast past my mom and everyone I ran out of the church my moma was right behind me alone with my sister…GIRL what is wrong with you.. I was so scared I couldn’t talk.. nothing moma my sister said I got her.. I’ll bring her back in after she calms down.. ok moma said I’m going back in there you make sure she doesn’t come back in here making any noise.. trena my sister said what was you doing back there..I was looking for you until I saw that thing in the mirror what was it I said I’m scared to go back in there.. look it’s ok just don’t tell moma or we’re all be in trouble.. promise me you won’t tell.. okay I won’t tell but I’m never going back in the bathroom with out my moma

I hear you it was just a trick alright.. now let’s go..so I never told moma about that thing in the mirror.. but everytime I put up that one finger to go to the bathroom moma had to put up hers too..

So Church it didn’t bother me anymore except with this one time, when my sisters was singing and shaking those tambourines, they were so loud but don’t tell my sisters they can’t sing, but they sure can shake those tambourines, well they really can sing both of my big sisters they were so loud but sounded good, oh so let’s not forget about my cousin aretha that girl can blow, I would bounce up and down in my seat when she was singing., my bottom lip would drop down like wow, I would tell my church friends like hey that’s my cousin, and those are my two big sisters, well before you know it that huge basket will be passed around, time to collect that money, the preacher was all smile, as the money basket is past. the preacher would preach the good word as we all quietly listen., mommy shout scare the crap out of me, they would jump up and down back and forth bobbing their heads, some would even fall out in their seats so funny I thought, hey should I get up and shout as me and my brothers snickered, oh no I said to myself that look scary and it was scary, but one day sitting next to Mama and she got up to shout., shouting is what they call it I call it just jumping up and down and bopping their heads, looking crazy I thought but I couldn’t tell that to Mama, or I’ll get popped, .. sitting next to Mama while she goes through whatever this is she is going through I really wanted to hold up that one finger and go to the bathroom because I knew it was comming, it was the scariest thing I ever witnessed, so as she hopped up and started jumping around again, I said to myself mama please don’t do that., but she didn’t hear me I think she was in her own little world, I’ve never seen my mama like this, I got so scared that she was going to hurt herself, so I sat there staring at her with my eyes wide open, hoping that she would stop but no she kept going and going, so I started crying watching her fall back in her seat oh my goodness I think she passed out, oh yes she did right next to me so I got up and move three seats down me and my brothers, after that I was really scared of her like really, people rushed over to fan her, until she came back around, now I’m still sitting three seats down me and my brothers looking down at her with tears in our eyes, hell we are scared Shitless.., hoping she’s okay so soon after she finally woke up, praise the Lord she’s ok., so not long after that church was beginning to be over, and mama was okay but we wasn’t especially me I, didn’t want to be nowhere near her, so when we got home I just stood back and stared at her until she caught me looking, pinky she said why are you staring at Mama, what did I tell you about that she said, you never supposed to stare at people I’m not staring at people. Mama I’m staring at you, I said, but staying far away from her, come here pinky she said, so I walked slowly over to her why are you staring at me like that. did I do something wrong., so I went on to tell her how she reacted in the church and how is scared me so, I told her I was frightened, and that I had never seen her do that I’ve seen other church members do it didn’t bother me at all, but mama when you did it I got scared I thought you was going to hurt yourself so she looked at me and explained How Baptist people, shout in the church and gets the holy ghost..its nothing to be scared about sweetheart… but she hasn’t really..

explained how she gotten the Holy Ghost, well the word ghost is what threw me for a loop, but mama I didn’t know that there were ghosts in the church, no sugar she explained there are no ghosts in the Church Holy Ghost is something that you get when you’re shouting and preaching, the good word of the Lord, then she looked at me and laughed really hard(baby) mamas okay give me a hug it was a tight hug and I felt much better, but still I imagined it all over again in my head., my brother’s was scared too but they handle it better than me., well that day I’ll never forget., So later on that evening, we went back to church. Yeah, sometimes we