child abuse story from Seleia page was created November 17, 2006 and was
originally posted on October 24, 2006 as story #45.
is from Beacon, New York, USA
following child abuse story from Seleia depicts physical abuse and emotional
The child abuse effects on Seleia: a strong sense of betrayal from her father for allowing his girlfriend to beat Seleia and her sister every day, for not believing her when she told the truth about what was happening when her father was at work.
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my name is Seleia. As I read these abuse stories, a sharp pain hit my heart and
caused me to remember my painful past.
have always had an encounter with abuse. It first started off as just a mental
abuse. When I was three my mother was on drugs and my father stayed out late
with other women. My mother used to be high, and tell me and my brothers how
she hated us and wished that we were never born. She never really seemed to
care about what we did. We were the children in the projects who were out in
the playground at 1 a.m. My mother may have never physically abused us, but we
were neglected and did not know what love was.
I was 5 my parents split up. My father left to be with my mother's friend. One
day my father said that he was taking me out for ice cream, but that was the
last day I seen my mother for a while.
and my sister were living with my father and his girlfriend. We stayed in a
local motel. My father worked hard, he worked two full time jobs to provide for
us. When my father would be at work his girlfriend would tell me and my sister
to get undressed and get in the shower together. About five minutes later she
would come in and drag me out of the bathroom soaking wet, then beat me with
switches until I couldn't cry anymore. She would then tell my sister that it
was her turn. My sister would be already crying because she knew what was about
to happen. When the morning came, and my father came home I ran to him to tell
him what had happened. Then he asked his girlfriend. She denied it, and put the
blame on my sister. She told him that all these bruises on my back came from my
sister. I could not believe that he believed her. My father told us that we'd
better not lie on her anymore or else we would get a beating. As if the beating
could get any worse.
that day this was an ongoing event for about four months. Until one day, my
mother's sister asked my father if me and my sister would be able to go over to
spend time with our brothers. My father said yes. When we got there we were
glad to be away from that evil woman. My aunt wanted to take us all out to eat,
so she wanted to give us baths. When she came into the bathroom and seen my
back with all the welts and bruises she began to cry.
what's the matter?" I asked her.
happen to your back?" she asked me.
told her the story. She called my father and told him that she would not allow
us to return if his girlfriend was still there. My father told her that he
believed his girlfriend and that she better call Social Services to bring us to
a foster home. Next thing I knew, we were at Social Services being placed in a
first I was sad, but when all is said and done that was the best place for me
to go. In our foster home we found out what love was.
I am 27 years old with three children of my own. And I hurt every day thinking, how could my father let this woman beat us the way she did!
I love my children, and if they ever told me that someone was abusing them I
would believe them and remove that person from their lives.
I wrote this to get this off my chest. I pray that any child or parent who reads it feels my pain. Just love your child, and believe in them, then they will believe in you.
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Child abuse story from Seleia was re-formatted June 10, 2015
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