Child Abuse Story From Annie5
by Annie
My father was an angry, abusive, alcoholic who physically, sexually, and emotionally abused his family. He was always walking around in his boxer shorts with his genitals hanging out, exposing himself. I remember when I was approximately six or seven years old, his favorite thing to do was take me to the drive-in movie, give me beer, and penetrate me with his fingers. Another thing he liked to do was take me swimming in our pool and remove his trunks and make me swim through his legs. He would touch me inappropriately and put his tongue in my mouth. I would get the occasional violent beating with the belt and smacked so hard in my face that my ears would ring. What's even more bizarre is that my mother was aware of the abuse and she hated me for it. She belittled me every chance she got! She was afraid of my father and was also a victim of domestic violence, called a whore, and had guns held against her head. I'm an adult woman now in my forties but I am still suffering the psychological effects from my childhood abuse. My mother is long dead, and my father is in prison because my little sister put him away for her horrific sexual abuse (way worse than mine)! Thanks for reading my story. You are not alone out there.  Note from Darlene: If I have not left a comment on your story, please understand that it is not personal; it's just that my hectic schedule no longer permits me to do so.I hope you'll follow me on:  Email addresses, phone numbers, home addresses AND website/blog URLs in submissions and visitor comments are STRICTLY prohibited. Please don't include them, as they will be removed.
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