Child Abuse Story From CJ
by CJ
(Location Undisclosed)
My parents had to get married because of me. I think that is the reason i was the only one beaten and abused, they loved my younger sister and she could do no wrong.
The earliest memory i have is of my mother crying and my father threatning her with a knife (arround the age of 4) There are no other memories of her ever being abused, they did fight all the time and he did verbaly humiliate her but that was all. For the longeste time i did think i was adopted since my sister was so spoiled and loved and i just could not understand why they did not want me or love me. If i had a school trip (in our elementry every one had to go it was provided) I would get a little money for lunch, i would never eat but save it to buy them a souvenier. Every time it would get thrown out and i would get yelled at for spending money on junk (sometimes i would not eat from 6 am to 8 pm just to get them something) Every week at least 3-4 times he would be in a bad mood or angry about something (whatever it was it was my fault)and make me climb on the dinner table and make a fist and punch me so hard i would fly off, then he would make me walk back and climb back on and he would do it again. The whole time he would be screaming and spitting at me how i was worthless and they did not want me and i was a bad child. In the mean time my mother would stand behind him jumping up and down screaming;"not in the head, not in the head you do not want a brain damaged one". If i enjoyed something and they would notice it was taken away or given to my sister, when i was little i had a teddy bear that i loved very much, i could not play with it when he was home because he would start kicking it for fun. My sister could do no wrong and she knew it we were told all the time that since i was the oldest it was my fault if she did something wrong and i would be punished for her wrong doings. She knew this and used it. When i was 6 she beat me in the face with a wooden hammer because i did not want to play inside like she told me. She broke my eyebrow (i still have the scar) I went to my dad because the blood was running in my eyes, he got mad at me because he had to take me to the doctor for stiches. While we were at the doctor he told me that if i dared to cry while they stiched me up he would beat me so hard that i would not walk for a week. He told the doctor i did not need a pain killer because he did not have the time to wait for it to work, he stiched me up without one and i never did cry. I never told any one not even my husband till i was married 18 years. He told me to confront them , they denied it all it never happened and if it did the only one who suffered was my sister because she had to see it and she is so sensitive. I do not want to see them any more or speak to them. My husband thinks that is wrong (he grew up with a very loving family) I just want to be left in peace.
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