Child Abuse Story From Alexis
by Alexis
(Indiana, USA)
I am still a teen. I get physically abused by my little sister and verbally abused by my father. My mom met another guy about two years ago and left my little sister and I for him. She moved to Italy. I never understood why she left me for him. I felt like I wasn't good enough for her. When my parents were still married, they used to argue non stop, and I heard every cutting word that was said. It was always when they were drunk or when one was and the other wasn't. My dad is and was a huge alcoholic, so that didn't make the situation any better. My mom and my dad used to beat each other and I saw everything. I cried to myself every night and prayed that everything would go away. Back when I was three, my parents both beat each other and they both ended up going to jail for 3 days while I stayed at my neighbors house. My big sister lived with me and my little sister til my mom moved to Italy. My big sister was forced to move with her. My big sister and I used to get into little arguments. Then she started getting physical and started pushing me around. One she almost drowned me under water in a lake until my dad saw what she was doing. My big sister made up a dumb excuse about how we were "playing". Another time she pushed me down the stairs and put her hands around my neck and picked me up like that. Just because I was little and stole something. She smacked me in the face and punched me in the stomach. I don't and haven't told anyone everything that has happened. When my big sister moved things were okay... Til my dad kept getting drunk. He would cut me down with degrading phrases saying "you're ugly and worthless. You are a mistake. I dont know why you are so stupid. You are completely fat and a disgrace to this earth." My little sister now hits me if she doesn't get her way. She kicks me, punches me, bites me, smacks me, and spits in my face. I don't do anything about it because I know I will get in trouble of I hit her back and if I tell on her my dad doesn't do anything about it. Sometimes I question why all this has happened to me. Why do I have to get verbally abused and physically abused? I question if I really am ugly and fat and worthless. I have scars in my mind from everything that has happened. I have been around abuse my whole life. I don't think this will end soon. I want out. I don't tell anyone what happens or act depressed because I don't want them worrying about me, but I'm over it, and I can't deal with it anymore.
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