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Maggie, Part 2Aug 30, 2005 (Updated Apr 6, 2006) Write an essay on this topic.
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Before I know’d it was comin’, Nelda Fay started hittin’ me in the face with her fists an’ kickin’ me with her feet. I jes’ tried to hold her tighter to quieten her down some. Her screams were hurtin’ my ears. “Stop it! Stop it! Get off me. Ma! Pa! Somebody help me. Oh God, Oh God, Oh God.” Ma hollers at me, “Y’alright Maggie?” “I’m fine Ma, but somethin’s dreadful wrong with Nelda Fay. I think she be needin’ you Ma.” In a hoarse voice, Ma says, “Do yer best Maggie. I’ll be there soon’s as I can.” I don’t like doin’ it, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do, so I take’s my right hand an’ smack Nelda Fay hard as I could acrost her face. I ain’t never slapped enybody afore an’ felt right sorry to be slappin’ my bestest friend but it was all I could think to do. Nelda Fay’s eyes locked with mine an’ fer what seemed like an eternity our souls merge. I wrapped my arms around her and if I live to be a hunnert, I’ll never ferget what I see’d in her eyes, but it was her words that rocked my world an’ sent me slidin’ into a place I ain’t never been afore an’ don’t want to go agin. “He weren’t no one I’d ever see’d afore an’ he comes wadin’ in the water, grabbin’ me by my head an’ arm, jes’ draggin’ me out like I was no more than a speck of dust blowin’ in the wind. I started screamin’ real loud but he jes’ yanked my hair so hard I thought he was gonna pull it out. Then he hits me up the side of my head with a powerful blow pushin’ my mind into a dark hole.” “I wish’t I coulda stayed in that black space cause when my eyes opened I was lookin’ at the devil hisself. His face was nex’ to mine an’ he was doin’ a lot of gruntin’. The spit from his fat ole lips was drippin’ on my face makin’ me want to puke my guts up.” “I couldn’t seem to remember why the devil wanted me. My Ma an’ Pa says I’m a good girl an’ they be right lucky to have me. I try to be good so why was the devil slobberin’ on me?” “Somethin’ heavy was on my body. I couldn’t get nary a breath to scream agin an’ I was hurtin’ in my belly. I was also hurtin’ in my special place an’ felt as if I was bein’ ripped apart. I tried to scream agin but there was no air in me. I jes’ know’d I was gonna die an’ never see my Ma an’ Pa agin.” “I can’t breathe Maggie. I can’t breath.” “I think I went back in that black place agin. When I opened my eyes his nose was right on mine. I was chokin’ tryin’ to get air in my lungs. He was laughin’. He said today was his lucky day. He said he’d already had some fun usin’ his knife on an old lady who thought she was stronger’n him, but he show’d her she wasn’t. He said she was his meal an’ and I was his sweet.” “The devil grabs my face in his hand an’ pinches my jaw real hard. He tells me if I open my mouth he’ll shoot me atween the eyes like killin’ a hog. Then he’ll cut my throat an’ hang me up from a tree to let my blood run like the crick runs where he found me. The devil tells me he’ll take his knive an’ shave my skin after he’s dipped me in a barrel of boilin' water, my eyes would be cut out an’ thrown to the dogs to eat.” “He means it cause I see it in his eyes.” “He’s starin’ at me real hard and nods his head with a funny grin on his fat ole lips. He says he wants more sweets as he loves sweets best of all.” I can feel Nelda Fay’s heart pounding in her chest as I held her. She’s gaspin’ as if she can’t get enough air and her body hiccups with twitches. “I got’s the devil in me now Maggie cause I swallered him.” Afore I can ask her what she’s a meanin’, Nelda Fay jerks away from me and locks her arms around her knee’s. She starts to rockin’ herself gently; little rocks, jerky rocks, helpless rocks. Big fat drops of water are streamin’ down my face and I want my Ma. In a dead voice Nelda Fay says the devil held both sides of her head and forced her to swaller him until he spit in her mouth. She’s got the devil in her and ain’t no one ever gonna love her agin. “He said a lot of bad words Maggie, the devil is wicked. I can’t stop it. I helped Ma an’ Pa skin hogs after puttin’ ‘em in hot water. I can smell the blood an’ afore I can do anything, I’m throwin’ up all over the devil. He jumps up so fast the rest of my vomit runs down my face and neck. He’s cussin’ agin Maggie. He says he’s gonna throw me back in the crick an’ leave me there to drown.” “I can’t move. I jes’ wanted to die. I feel the devil’s hand grab my hair an’ he drags me back to the crick an’ throws me in the water like I was nothin’ but a stick. I’m sailin’ through the air, landin’ in the water with a horrible splash. I try to scream but my mouth fills with water instead. The water is chokin’ me but I cough it up.” “I didn’t care if I lived or died. I didn’t care about anything. I jes’ floats on down the crick staring at the world above me. I wonder if God can see me?” “I feel myself against bank of the crick. The bullfrogs and birds are so loud. Crickets are chripin,” and the noise hurts my head. My Ma is callin’ me, she’s callin’ me in my head and needs me.” “I’m coming Ma!” Nelda Fay is lyin’ still and I’m scare’t to touch her. “I start’s to drag myself home Maggie cause I can’t walk. I can feel the sting of rocks and dirt on my body as I crawl along the ground towards my Ma. My head hurts and the dark place comes and gets me. I like the dark place Maggie and I wants to stay there but Ma’s voice is awful loud and wakes me up.” “Ma’s screaming at me. Hurry. Hurry. Hurry. Something pushes my body up from the ground and my feet are takin' me home as if on wings.” “I’m home. I’m home. I’m coming Ma.” “Ma, where are you? Ma? Ma? Why you holdin’ Ma and cryin’ Pa?” “Pa looks at me like he don’t know me. I look down at my body and I don’t know me. Then I look at Ma. Ma ain’t got her dress on. Where did all that blood come from? How did that knife get in Ma’s belly? I try to scream only I can’t. Ma needs me but the dark place takes instead.” “Pa is holdin’ me when I leave the dark place. He softly whispers he needs to get help for me and Ma, and for me to be brave, he’ll be back soon.” “Where is Pa?” Where was Nelda Fay’s Daddy man? Where had he gone? I’d forgotten all about him as I sat listenin' to Nelda Fay. That must be him on the porch makin’ all that racket. Men! Ma said they couldn’t be quiet if’n their life depended on it. Both Nelda Fay and I jumped when the door was flung open, but instead of seein’ Mr. Bascomb, we saw a giant stranger. Nelda Fay started screamin', “It’s the devil. It’s the devil, devil, devil, devil.” “Well, well, well,” said the devil. “More sweets for me tonight.” Read parts 1 & 3 here: Maggie: Part 1 Maggie: Part 3  |
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