Child Abuse Story From Eleanor

by Eleanor
(USA)

I am so glad that I've made it. My mother worked days when I was young, and still does. My father had a day job. He was lagging in work so he was fired. Instead of accepting that he wasn't working hard enough, he went to alcohol to solace himself.

I was three when it began. My dad would get mad for no reason and he'd hurt me. I didn't know what was wrong and I thought that I must've done something bad. No one saw symptoms at all until I was 7. My older sister heard my dad having a tantrum and she apparently told my mom she saw Dad 'grab my arm and slap my face.' My mom saw marks soon and knew what it was. She told him that if he didn't stop his drinking, she'd divorce him. He couldn't give it up.

I am so fortunate for my loving mother and now, my equally as loving step-father. I am especially grateful for my sis though, if she hadn't seen it, who knows, I might not be 16 now.

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