County Fair – part two

Working day and night, most of my extra time was spent with Lottie. Time seemed to fly. Before I knew it we were loading Lottie up to proudly show her off.

When we got to the fairgrounds the parking lot was very crowded. Dad found a parking spot I jumped out butterflies dancing excitedly in my stomach. There were metal buildings all around. Dad led us to to the open shed where we needed to be.  

I’m glad I didn’t have to drive here by myself, I’d be lost.  I envisioned my small frame trying to sit on the seat and touch the pedals and trying to see over the dashboard. Joe was not too much older than me and he had been driving on the farm all the time, why couldn’t I drive. It sucks being a girl.

Ouch!

My mind got so wrapped up in my day-dreams I bumped into another kid twice my size. What the heck was he doing not watching where he was going?

Oh boy, it stinks in here! Wait a minute where are we going? I didn’t realize I couldn’t see dad or anyone else. Just then Roy came up behind me and tugged my long brown braid.

“Where the heck are you going! We’re over here!”

I was daydreaming and wandered clear to the opposite side of the building!  I should have noticed I was in the lamb section of the place. Rushing, I tried to catch up to my brother but he made it back before me. At least I could see where our spot was.

“I think I’m going to pay better attention from now on!”

A little embarrassed, I looked around to see if anyone else had noticed.

My mom made all my dresses, that is all I wore. Even though it was wrong I wanted to dress like other people.  I wanted people to see Lottie, not me for looking different. I had to fight down the wicked thought. Dad taught us to be proud of who we are and if we are not proud of it, why are we doing what we are doing?

About Sarah

The Compelling story of a young woman's courage, being born, raised and married in the sheltered dictatorship of FLDS Cult under the leadership and rule of Warren Jeffs. At eighteen I entered into an arranged marriage and happily fell in love with the love of my life. Richard S Allred was grandson and personal bodyguard to leader Rulon Jeffs and later Warren Jeffs. I lived my full married life in close surveillance of “the Prophets” family. I being the first of five wives, learned how to open my heart, arms, and home. A mother of six and wife of fourteen years, I lived for my family and lived wholeheartedly my religion. As the Leadership adjusted our world would be turned upside down and shaken. My Husband was a founder of the different secrets that were transpiring that people would only hear about years later. My children continually were kept from me and finally ripped away and I was "sent away" forever Being cast out, thrown into a world I was taught to abhor and fear my entire life. Entirely stripped of everything, home, family, friends, seemingly my very existence. Through adversity, I found strength within. I found my voice taking power, and learning my true potential. Fighting for my kids, going against everything I once knew and loved. Now thirty-six and a single mom of seven beautiful children I fight to give them a new life becoming strong and independent in this modern world.
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