Child Abuse Story From Dee
by Deselvia
(Boise, Idaho, USA)
I was 8 years old when my dad started the abuse. I remember the way he smelled, beer on his breath. He touched me a little and told me that it was normal. By the time I was 10 it became a lot more then touching he put his thing in me. It was an everyday thing till I started my period. I couldn't wait to start my period every month after that. But then he got angry and started the beatings. When I was 15 I didn't care any more and told him no but that didn't help. I blocked out a lot of this so I don't remember much. I was 17 just a month away from 18 and I told my sister everything. We went to the cops and I was put in a group home till the day before my 18th birthday. My dad he only got 10 years the judge called it an eye for an eye. 10 years of my life so 10 years of his. I don't think the judge realized that it's affected the rest of my life. Since my dad went to prison his side of the family wanted nothing to do with me, my mom wanted nothing to do with me and for 2 years after all of that I fought to get my brother to see the truth. I left my home town when I was 18 and now I am 21 happy and have a new family, don't get me wrong I don't have kids but what I mean by new family is my girlfriend and her family brought me in and call me there own.
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