Child Abuse Story From Aleksandra Part 2

by Aleksandra
(New York City, USA)

It is getting even worse now. I posted on this site last year (see Part 1 of Aleksandra's story) and didn't report my abuse, thinking it would go away. I tried to be a little angel, but this year things got worse. I was cursed at the other day for not throwing out some recent artwork. I am a creative and messy person-try to clean up and right away it is even worse.

My mom was mad at me. She's a perfectionist. I tried to clean up and she was screaming at me to hurry up. Eventually she was cursing at me and beat me with this thick wooden pole that my little brother plays with when he pretends to be a ninja. I got big bruises all over my legs.

The next day, my grandma came over and asked me what that big bruise near my ear was. I said it was nothing. She knew something was wrong, so I explained to her what happened. She did something unexpected. She called me a devil, not a child, and that I am a pig who should die because it is all my fault. I started crying. She said I was a pig with rabies and that I was foaming at the mouth. I screamed at her. She took this laptop I'm writing on, put it in a bag, and took it home. In the evening, I was watching wrestling. I enjoy it and know it's fake. My brother came back from the video store with a movie. He turned my wrestling off and turned on the movie. I cried and told him it's unfair and the movie can wait. My dad agreed with my brother. I cried for an hour and decided to get revenge. I drew pink ears and "I love ballet" all over my brother's notebook. I felt so guilty about it that I showed my brother. My dad was very angry at me. I ran to my room and tried to hide. He started cursing at me and asking me what that was. I said, "My brother's notebook." He hit me with the notebook in the face hard about 5 times. I tried to fix the notebook by putting white-out on the pink. I showed it to my dad. He said it's not good enough. Then he whipped me with a belt on my butt very hard until it was all black and blue. He ripped lots of my hair out, kicked my face and my butt and finally gave me 2 black eyes. I screamed and said that it hurts. He said it's supposed to hurt. I told him that it isn't because I hate being all black and blue. I told him that doing that is illegal. He laughed and told me to stop threatening him with the police within his own house because I will get kicked out with no food or clothing. Then he prank-called the police and sent me to bed.

The next day I got the phone number for child abuse services and put it on my cell phone, labeling it "Sally Smith". My parents were really nice to me the next day. They seemed to forget all about the incident. I really didn't want to call "Sally Smith" now because I worried what they would do to me if I did. They didn't do a mean thing since. The next day is today.

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