Child Abuse Story From Dustin
by Dustin
(USA)
I'm not very sure why I'm writing this. I just really need an outlet. I've been through a lot of torment in my life and I don't really know who to talk to. I was just recently put in a foster home and my father was put in jail for child abuse and murder. My father had killed my mom when I was ten. I hadn't seen him kill my mom, but I had seen my mother's dead body. My father had forced me to carry my mother into the kitchen. He told me to slice her wrists with a butcher knife, but I wouldn't. My older brother who was fourteen at the time slit her wrists. Then, my dad called the cops. The cops came in and left after a few hours of doing almost nothing. I had been trying not to cry the whole time. I had never been a crier.
My father had been abusing me, my brothers and sister ever since I can remember. Everyone one of my siblings reacted dramatically to the torture of living with my father. My sister (Age 4) became shy and quiet. My brother (Age 6) became impulsive, mean, and angry. My brother (Age 17) became depressed, quiet and sullen. I'm overprotective of my younger sister and I feel my younger brother is too rough with her. I'm not sure how my older brother feels. He is very hard to read. I suppose I'm most overprotective of my sister and my older brother is most overprotective of all of us.
My older brother was always protective of me. He always took a beating for me. He was always very brave. I always tried to take my younger siblings beatings when I felt they didn't deserve them. I remember it was only a year ago I was at the park with my little sister and I told her we had to go home. She began to cry and I asked what was the matter. She told me that "Daddy was going to beat her." I told her I'd take the beating for her. she began to be okay after that.
When I came home dad grabbed her by the arm. I told him I'd take her beating and he grabbed me instead. He took me down to the basement of which all of us affectionately called "The Torture Chamber". He leaned me over a piece of wood and tied my hands around a pole. He then proceded to cut my shirt off. I remember it was very cold in the basement. He then grabbed a whip and cracked it across my back. I bit back a cry and held back the tears. He told me he'd whip me around twenty-three time (Twenty for her beating and three for taking the beating.) He then began to whip me. When he was finished I was crying and my back was bleeding terribly. He grabbed me by the hair and asked me if I was crying. I told him I wasn't and he looked at me. He then told me I'd be whipped twelve more times (6 for cryinga nd 6 for lying.) After he was done whipping me I was fading in and out of conciousness. He untied me and I fell to the floor. He began to kick me and scream at me to get up. I remember throwing up and feeling pain in my stomach, chest and back before going unconcious.
This was only partially what happened at home. Dad also sexually abused us. He sexually abused my older brother the most and my little sister the second most. He would make us go days without food sometimes as punishment. Father had many different kinds up punishments and sometimes it was not knowing how you were going to be punished that was the scary part. It feels really good to get this all off my chest.
Now me and all of my siblings live in a foster home with loving parents and I'm hoping to start anew.
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