Child Abuse Story From Debbie G
by Debbie G
(Oklahoma, USA)
Daddy's angel, Daddy's trash:
I am a 53 year old proud mother of 5, grandmother of 10,but scared after all these years am I perfect mom and grandma and I am not,because of I cannot let go of being thrown away.My Mom Died 10/08,then my Dad shot himself in the head 12/08,because their lives ended when the fight died,but they left the ones that were wounded here.If I told you everthing me as the oldest it would be almost a unfinished book,because I am here.So heres a short letter to my Daddy.Probly corny but the truth.
In 1956 my parents meet,Both were beautiful,mom was small and look like a model untill she died men chased her,same thing with my Dad and I
happened to his Female twin.So my Letter to Daddy.
Please Daddy,
When They placed me in your arms that first day,did you love me.I was your first born also looked just like you.You carried me so proudly the 1 year of my life.The Prince and his princess,as I got old enough to walk the 3 of us would walk together hand in hand,you 2 looked so beautiful and I was special child of the magical couple.Then my Dad started to change he believed he was special everything.I remember everyday Mom Had me perfect for Daddy to come home,as I sat on the porch watching for the dust cloud my Daddys was home,all I could see was the dust then out of cloud walked my Daddy he would pick me up swing me around and told me he loved,then as we walked into our house,mom would stand there looking perfect,and dinner had to ready then and there.My Dad slowly put me down and I would have to tell him everything mom did or if we had company.Mom would stand there with a ashen look on her face,as my Dad would take a white glove out of his lunch pail,tell me to wait outside.I tried not to hear my moms pleas for help and to stop,then it would as I peeked inside I saw my Dad dragging my mom bloody and broken by her hair to the badroom calmly shut the door,wash up and we would sat down as normal and eat dinner,After that Dad would leave and I would help mom .Then you just stopped coming home.We went to live with our grandmas house and she become mom and dad but she did not want us.Mom would leave everynight stay away then we would get a call from a hospital or jail,and she hated us because if she looked us we would be hit because we looked like Daddy.Then 1 day mom came home with our new Dad and it was a man Daddy hated,so they were going to show him.1 morning mom got me out of bed and told me to get ready really pretty.So confused as I left the house they told me what I had to say to this man,to keep me and my sisters safe.We walked into a large room with a man in the center as I looked around shock hit me there was my Daddy he had come to get us that is what they said we would be safe.Daddy was there but as I started to him I was pulled back,and Daddy would not raise his head.The man asked my Dad to stand,as he did.Then my Daddy told the man He did not want to be my Daddy anymore,so he sat down And we stood the man told me my new name and the man next to me was my Dad.Since that day no man was my dad,the man they gave me to was a pedophile and mom knew it.Then my nightmare begin.Please wake me up
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