This child abuse story from Haylie page was
created May 17, 2007 and was originally posted on May 6, 2007 as story #116.
Haylie is from Nashville, Tennessee, USA
The following child abuse story from Haylie
depicts sexual abuse at the hands of her brother's friend and neglect from her
The child abuse effects on Haylie: 4 pregnancies by the age of 20, feelings of betrayal
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I married my abuser.
He was a long time friend of my brother's. He had been around since my brother was about 5 and I was about 3. I always thought of him as a brother. That was, until I was 13.
He was spending the night with my brother when he came into my room. I asked him what he was doing and he told me he wanted to talk. He came over and sat on the bed. Then he tried to kiss me. I told him no and that was it. He grabbed both my hands and pulled my pj bottoms off. He did what he wanted and then told me I had better not say anything. Then he went back to my brother's room. I stayed up the rest of the night.
No one would believe me.
After that, when I found out he was coming over, I would ask to go stay with a friend. That worked for three months. Then my mom asked what was going on. Why had I gone from tagging along with the boys to not wanting to be around them? I told her I just didn't think they wanted me around. She told me that the boy had told her he really liked me.
The next time he came, I asked to leave, but I had gotten into trouble and was grounded. So, I was told no. The same thing happened that night. I told my brother after that. We were real close, but he didn't believe me. He said if it did happen, I probably had done it and was afraid I would get in trouble and was making this up about him raping me.
After that, I just quit fighting with the boy. He did what he wanted until I was 15. He decided not to use anything. I begged him to at least do that. He told me no and to stop crying, he was getting tired of it.
After a month or so, I found out there was a baby on the way. I was so scared to tell anyone, so I didn't for three more months. I had just turned 16. When I told my mom, she asked whose baby was it. I wouldn't tell. A couple weeks after that, he came over and told my parents we had been dating and he wanted to take care of me and the baby. That's when I told the truth to my mother. She didn't believe me. I ended up being pushed into getting married. I was afraid to say no, so I did what I was told.
By the time I was 20, I had three kids and one on the way. That was when my saving grace moved in next door. Kenna had moved in with just a little girl. We hit it off right from the start. After a couple of months, I told her what had happened to me. She was the first person to believe me.
Kenna helped me get away from him. I filed for divorce. He was killed in a wreck just days after that. I had the baby four months later.
Now, 10 years later, I don't trust men and I'm raising my kids on my own. They're all girls, by the way. They miss their daddy, I know they do. He was really good to them. I miss that part of him and I feel really bad he died. But I also feel I now have a life.
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Child abuse story from Haylie was re-formatted June 1, 2015
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