Blurb: When the young Bridgette Baalu moves to New York, she feels she is finally free from her father’s sexual abuse, but she is wrong. When she discovers her fathers perverted desires are now geared toward her young nieces, she does a “Lorena Bobbitt” on her fifty-eight year old father Eric. Bridgett’s life from then on becomes a roller coaster ride with everyone taking sides. The Possession is the story of one woman’s fight to free herself from the chains of long term abuse while learning to love herself.
Excerpt: She said emotions raced through her mind at that moment. She did and did not understand that her actions were wrong. All she thought of she said, were her nieces. She had to keep Eric from hurting them, and the penis was the tool that did the hurting. “It was the evil in Eric,” she said.
She remembered her security-guard training and quickly got the upper hand. She recalled how he passed out. She then retrieved the handcuffs, a novelty she had bought, after her friends teased her about her job as a rent-a-cop. After placing them on Eric, she tied his legs together with a curtain cord. He woke and began screaming. She grabbed a towel from a nearby chair, stuffing it into his mouth and tying it around his neck. She then noticed he was having trouble breathing.
She panic she said then scrambled to revive him. First, she splashed him with water and called his name. He regained consciousness and began screaming for help. She gagged him with a towel, stuffing part of it into his mouth. Using duck tap, she secured it, leaving small holes for air. She pulled down his trousers, ready with a pair of scissors. They failed to do the job. She then remembered the scalpels, and went in search for them.
On her return and to keep him quiet, she pressed her knee onto his windpipe as she crouched over him. One cut was enough. There was only a minimal amount of blood she said. She was not through yet. She turned on the stove and laid the organ on the flame. Only the smell of flesh made what she had done seem real to her, she said. Her stomach turned. She felt nauseous. She turned the flame off and placed the now burned organ inside a paper towel and left. She eventually threw the penis under the boardwalk.