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Child Abuse Story From Bell

by Bell
(Vermont, USA)




Trying to help, but got abused as well: 
This story is not so much about myself, but about my step-cousin, who I had felt so sorry for when we were growing up. I was involved because I stuck up for my step-cousin that day...you see, when we were younger we were always to go outside to play. Not a big deal, you might say, but it was. Kids were not allowed in the house to just hang out.

Me and my step-cousin were outside playing a game of tag with my other cousins, when all of a sudden my step-cousin had to go to the bathroom. I saw him running as fast as he could to the house, but he didn't quite make it. He stopped running and started crying really hard. So I asked him what was wrong. At first he acted embarrassed and whispered to me that he had wet himself. I acted as if it wasn't a big deal, and told him to go change his clothes and I would wait for him. Well, he began to literally tremble, so I asked again what was wrong. He told me that if his mother found out that he had peed his pants that she would beat him. To my dismay, I offered to go inside and sneak him some clothes out the window so she wouldn't find out. It almost worked, except that when his mother had gone outside to talk to the kids about something she had almost walked into him when she turned the corner of the house. Immediately, I heard screaming and I knew that she had discovered what had happened. I peeked out the window and I literally saw her beating my step-cousin with a stick. I ran out of the house and jumped on her and yelled and screamed at her. Needless to say she turned on me too. Not only did she start hitting me as well, but she forced me to go inside and kneel on my knees on rice in a corner for two hours before my mom came back. When my mom saw what she had done to me she yelled at her and threaten her that if she ever touched any of us kids again she would have her locked up. Needless to say the abuse with step-cousin continued for a long time after that. I lost touch with him when my grandfather passed away. I could tell you more but this incident was the most impressionable one I had experienced when it came to abuse.



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Child Abuse Story From Bell

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Oct 31, 2008
Impressions...
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

Bell, witnessing another child being physically assaulted leaves that child with emotional scars of helplessness and powerlessness, and with a host of other adverse effects as well. Don't ever lose sight of what you tried to do for your step-cousin; it was so very brave of you to go to his rescue when you were so young yourself and risk being beaten by a woman who was so clearly out-of-control. One can only imagine what this little boy's life was like. I would bet that he has never forgotten what you did for him that day. You may well have been the only person who ever tried to rescue him. That my dear Bell, probably left just as large, but positive, impression on him as the events of that awful day left on you.

As for kneeling on rice for two hours, I can certainly relate to that cruel and malicious punishment: My parents made my siblings and I kneel on salt with our pants rolled up, sometimes for hours at a time. Sometimes they waited until we passed out before allowing us to get up. The salt would burrow into our knees and mix with the blood; truly agonizing pain that left us unable to walk at times. And when my father wanted us to feel severe and immediate pain, he would make us kneel on a heating vent grille, leaving us with deep cuts into our skin, right down to the bone.

I know you said you lost touch with this step-cousin...if there is any way for you to find and get in touch with him, perhaps talking about the incident you described above could be a very healing experience for the two of you.

I thank you for sharing this story with my visitors and me, Bell.

Darlene Barriere
Violence & Abuse Prevention Educator
Author: On My Own Terms, A Memoir

Nov 17, 2008
that is bad
by: Anonymous

you can help but just know your limits

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