Blood and Tears of a Southern Girl: Unspoken Truth About Growing up in the South

By Stewart Gray

Bell came running down the street because she seen that I was about to fight, she told me get back because I was pregnant. So she ran to keep Hattie and Debra from Hazel I felt like it all was my fault because they were trying to protect my dumb ass. When will I get a backbone to stand up for myself, that’s when you know love is truly blind. Being a teenager really sucked back then to me, you did and allowed and thing for your so call boyfriend. During the time Marcus worked for in the coco cola company in their warehouse. Everything just keeps getting worst. Marcus was in the army before he meets me; he had a grant from the military to use.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: May 18, 2022
• ISBN: 9781665557139

Stewart Gray

I grew up in the south, on a farm. I have sons and daughter of my own so I hope every one reads and understand no one is perfect we all have flaws. My youngest is 13yrs, whom happens to be a boy. I’m also a Ordained Minister, attending college for Criminal Justice, and a Health Screener who is currently residing in Las Vegas, NV.

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Published by AuthorHouse 05/18/2022

ISBN: 978-1-6655-5709-2 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-6655-5713-9 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2022907848

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Contents

Blood And Tears

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

About The Author

Blood And Tears

B ELL CAME RUNNING DOWN THE street because she seen that I was about to fight, she told me get back because I was pregnant. So she ran to keep Hattie and Debra from Hazel I felt like it all was my fault because they were trying to protect my dumb ass. When will I get a backbone to stand up for myself, that’s when you know love is truly blind. Being a teenager really sucked back then to me, you did and allowed and thing for your so call boyfriend. During the time Marcus worked for in the coco cola company in their warehouse. Every thing just keeps getting worst. Marcus was in the army before he meets me; he had a grant from the military to use.

THE BEGINNING

Blood And Tears

Of

A

Southern Girl

This book is

dedicated To my sons and daughters

May you always believe in yourself?

And strive to meet your own goals first

Love always your mother

Chapter 1

I TRY AND WRITE THIS BOOK over and over, and never finish. Let’s hope this time I will. But as everyone knows it’s not easy to talk about your life, at least it isn’t for me. I grew up in the south. I was born in Vicksburg, Mississippi, in 1962. By the way my name is Amanda, and this is my life. Past and present my mother whose name was Margaret my father’s name was George and they both worked on a plantation. My father never learned how to read are write. He used to sign everything with and (X). My mother could read and write a little. There was a total of six kids in my family_ four girls and two boys. I don’t remember much about my brother he left home when I was about two. I think. The first time I meet my older brother. Whose name was George I was approximately nine. He came from New Mexico to visit us with his wife and daughter. I was glad to finally meet him, but his wife I didn’t like she was rude.

And I didn’t like her. My little niece was so adorable and sweet. Her name was Rein, a beautiful name for a precious little girl, we enjoyed play with her. She thought she was better than us. I think she felt that all of us were hicks. He and his wife argued while they were there so he did not stay long. I don’t want to confuse anyone. I do enough of that to myself. I was third girl out of the four of us; my two older sisters. When they weren’t in the fields with our parents. They would cook and clean. and if they had enough time play hide and seek are just read to us. As my younger sister Hazel and I got older we started going to the cotton fields as well.

One of my older sisters got married, the other moved in with and older gentleman. We were small but we did the work, we picked the cotton from the bottom, because we were short. But everyone was happy for the help. We moved to Louisiana plantation from Mississippi. At the age of two my older sister Stella Sue was getting ready to cook, on and old potbelly stove the kind you take the lead off and put the wood inside, well I assumed she forgot that she had put the lid in the chair and placed me upon it, and I was burned on my thighs and bottom. I screamed and cried so loud, but in those days your mother was the doctor.

She put burn flour on it first. And then places a plant to help soothe the pain. I don’t remember the name of the plant; it was and old southern remedy. Trust me I will never forget the pain, and I still have the scares, to prove it, they will never go away and still remind me today of my childhood. But there is much more to read to understand what I have gone through as a child as well adult. There is also a scar on my nose that I got when I was two. A dog jumped up in my face when I was outside helping mom. I think that was the beginning of how much pain I would endure thru the course of my life. My father was a really hard worker in the fields driving the tractors, so we did not have to pay rent or anything. He did his best to provide for us, which was not easy back in those days. More painful memories follow, but some good ones also I had my dad and siblings.

My mother left my father and us for another; man I always thought your children came first, and she did this while we stilled lived in the country you see he was a truck driver, we did not know his names are what he looked like at the time. She stayed always long enough to get the check and leave, while we were at school and dad was at work.

And we would always be left without food. I think