Child Abuse Story From Ashleigh H
by Ashleigh H
(South Dakota, USA)
when i was about 4 years old i was living in Rapid City,SD. with my mom and my sister K--. me and my sister where very close and loved to do everything together. my mom was working at a school as a teacher sort of. and she would always look forward to coming home to see us. we were an outgoing family and would spend every moment with each other. then one day a red car pulled up and a tall man stepped out of that shinny red car, he was columbian/indian and had black hair and brown eyes he was muscular and didnt look like he was scary at all. he had been taking my mother on very romantic dates and i was happy for her because when ever she would see him it brought a smile to her face. one day when me and my sister came home there was a moving truck in the drive way and we were shocked to find out that we would be moving. a place that will soon become a nightmare.
when we were there we had a chance to meet his family, they were all kind and sweet but soon we would find out that they were all monsters with really good cover ups.after my mom had gotten preganent i would get visits in the night from her boyfriend. he would undress me and i could feel the cold breeze of nakedness i would try to tell him to stop but he said it was ok and that i didnt want to do this but he would not stop i would cover up in my blankets just feeling the pain and feeling bad about my self. when i would try to tell some one i would get beat by him and he would tell my mother i had an aciddent when she was at work. i wanted nothing more but to give up and shut the world away but i knew that would devistate my mom so i went through the process of being an abused kid for so long and it had happened for 7 years. i was 10 years old when my mom decided to move awaay from him. we had picked up and moved. before we left my mom had two kids a boy and a girl they were a wonderful adition to our family. but then my step dad found us and would stalk us. we finally got the courage to run away. he came running down a hill and thank god my mom and me got the little ones and the car, we locked the doors and he tried to stop us but we drove away. he was chasing after us in his friends car and we were scared for our lives because if he got ahold of us he would have severlly hurt my mom and kidnapped the kids my mom knew of a shelter near by and the owner told us to hurry and come over and she would take care of us. we did and after a month we moved. there i found the courage to tell my story i went to court and put him in jail for the rest of his life.
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