Girl Hidden
by Jesse René Gibbs
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GENRE: Memoir
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BLURB:
Echoing among the Blue Ridge Mountains were
the cries of newborn babies that disappeared into the night. The screams of
children nearly drowned out by the sound of crickets. A girl, hidden and
waiting to be found, terrified, and confused. The fireflies sparkling in the
woods, bringing light to darkled places.
The bulk of Jesse’s memories were of growing up in
the farm country of the Blue Ridge Mountains in North Carolina. The farm folks
stayed pretty much outside of town, except for visits to the feed store causing
random tractors to travel down Main Street. There were beatings and abuses,
manipulation and terror carried out in spaces breathtaking in their beauty. There
were twenty-seven Baptist churches, three non-denominational churches, and one
Catholic Church.
There were annual Ku Klux Klan rallies on the
street where they would walk right by all the black families who came out to
watch and the white folks who came out for moral support—whether of the blacks
or the whites, no one knew for sure. Black people did not marry white people in
a civilized society, and so were rarely seen socializing. There was a young
woman who was pregnant with a black man’s baby, so her parents disowned her.
Jesse’s family was accused of killing the child and burying it on their
property.
There was the Berkley House Bed and Breakfast
toward the end of town, with gold plated silverware and hardwood floors,
rumored to be the local sex worker house. There was a mansion up on a hill that
overlooked the other humble houses in the town. In the local cemetery, there
was “Will B. Jolly” carved into the graves used by bootleggers back in the
twenties. Everyone had some form of thick southern drawl, though the length of
the “aw” would extend the further south you went. There was a tiny baseball
field and a tinier fire department. There was an old lady in the foothills that
let the family raid her garden during the summer. And in exchange, Jesse’s family
helped her husband bring in the hay for their animals every year.
There was a black snake in the attic—the door
opened inside the closet next to Jesse’s bed. She would find his shed skins
left behind in the summer months measuring close to seven feet in length. There
was a creek with crawdads and a moss-covered bridge. There were mulberry and
pecan trees that filled her and her siblings’ aching bellies as the weather
turned.
There were hot summer days and freezing cold
winters. There were dogs that were best friends, cats that kept her warm at
night, and a cow that committed suicide. There was red clay instead of dirt,
hayfields instead of grass, and a favorite swimming hole: Lenny’s Mill, the
local grain mill on a glacier-fed creek where you could take a dip if you were
brave enough to challenge the frigid waters.
Girl Hidden is the story of an unwanted child, born
nonetheless and forced into servitude, desperate to protect her siblings and
find her way out from under the vicious, manipulative abuses heaped on her by
the one person who was supposed to love her unconditionally: her mother.
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Excerpt One:
He was standing with his hands over his face. His back was
shaking. Jesse slowly walked in front of him and stood there, silently watching
as the sobs wracked his body. She reached up and touched his arm, startling him
for a moment. Tears filled her eyes. He wrapped his arms around her and held
her tightly. She started weeping, her tears dripping onto his shirt. They held
each other for a moment as the world seemed to stop turning around them.
Jesse pulled away from him and wiped her eyes. Robert looked
down at her and stuttered a little as he tried to put words to his feelings.
She looked up into his eyes. “Poppa,” she said, stopping his
attempts to speak. “I cannot be the grown-up for both of us. I’m not… I’m not
strong enough!” Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks, washing away the last of
the makeup that she had so meticulously applied earlier that day. “Please,
Poppa.”
Jesse took a deep breath, pulled herself together, lifted
her chin, and walked back into the room with the black-and-white tile floor.
Robert stood in the hallway and watched her go. His stepdaughter would never
depend on him again. His heart broke a little more, but he knew that there was
nothing he could do about it. He forced himself to wipe his eyes again and walk
back into the room.
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Why this is important:
Upon sharing a personal story on TikTok, a comment was made that made me pause and reconsider how I viewed my mother's actions. The comment suggested that my mother was a human trafficker, which made me question whether this was true. My mother had a specific agenda of collecting young unwed mothers to talk them out of having an abortion or keeping their babies and then gifting the babies to families who wanted them. However, my mother's narcissistic tendencies led her to feed off the pain of others, regardless of whether she believed she was doing the right thing or not. It's important to acknowledge that her actions may have caused harm to the women and children involved, and that even if she believed she was justified in her actions, it doesn't excuse any harm caused.
Even through all the healing that happened in the course of writing my book, I’m still discovering things that are harmful that I have to walk through. With healing, there’s always more to do.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
My name is Jesse René Gibbs and I am the author of Girl Hidden. I am an artist, designer, dancer and survivor. I am a stepmother to four, Amma to four more and blessed beyond measure with the family that I chose.
This
book is based on the true story of my life, gleaned from years of my mother’s
writings, my grandmother’s journals and my own experiences. I did my best to
showcase the depth of damage that growing up with a narcissistic parent can
have on a person, and how hard it is to come to terms with the amount of
gaslighting that comes with that life. My siblings all have their own stories
of being played against each other, bullied and even emotionally tortured by
our parents. We were trained to not trust our own intuition, raised in a life
of poverty, a lack of privacy and the endlessly traumatizing purity culture.
I was
hunted in my own home by the man my mother married and escaped at nineteen only
to land in an intentional community in Chicago that did nearly as much damage.
My best friend in the book is also real, and she did more to walk me through my
trauma, and she is the main reason that these stories were finally published.
My new life in Seattle didn’t start until
well into my thirties, and I’m still working on deconstructing my life up to
that point. I wrote this book to organize my life in my own mind and to undo
years of lies. I also wrote it because others need to know that they are not
alone.
Email: contact@girlhidden.com
Website:
https://www.girlhidden.com/
Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/girl_hidden_a_memoir/
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/groups/girlhidden
Tiktok:
https://www.tiktok.com/@girl_hidden
Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/Girl-Hidden-Jesse-Ren%C3%A9-Gibbs/dp/0578988127/
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