Child Abuse Story From Emily3

by Emily
(USA)

I was physically and sexually abused from the ages of 7-18. My mom was an alcoholic and was always going clubbing late at night, leaving me home alone. She often brought home different men every time she would go out.

As a 7-year-old, I was often left to fend for myself. I ate very little, because my mom never really went grocery shopping. Soon I was washing my own clothes with soap and water while my mom was sitting on the couch drinking and smoking. And I was only about 7!

When my mom brought men home, she was almost always wasted. So the men often took advantage of her. I would always hide in a corner of my bedroom, but that didn't help much because I was often sobbing and crying. Some of the guys would lay me down and touch me all over my body. Some of them would make me touch them. Sometimes I didn't want to and they would threaten to hurt me or my mom, so I would.

When I was 10 my mom let her so-called boyfriend move in with us. He was no good. He used to beat both me and my mom over the simplest of things. And at night he would come into my room and start touching me, sometimes even putting his fingers inside of me through my privates. Every time I cried he would slap me across the face or hold me down by my neck.

My mom finally kicked this creep out when I was 13. But not without a fight. I do believe my 13th year was my best. My mom was getting sober, and she had stopped bringing home creeps. She didn't go clubbing as often either. I really thought my life was turning around. That was until my mom came home one day telling me that she was engaged. I was happy for her, but then again I was terrified of what kind of guy she picked this time! I never did tell her how I felt about it.

She got married a week after my 14th birthday. And we went to live with him, and his 22 year old son. But it wasn't long before his son started to bother me. His son used to hold me against walls and threaten me, he would sometimes hit me. And a few times he made me perform oral sex on him.

When I was 15 I told his dad (my step dad) what his son was doing to me and making me do. My step dad didn't believe me, and our relationship was ruined. My mom believed me but didn't want to show it. Soon me and my step dad were arguing every day. And that led to it getting physical. He would beat me, lock me in the shed outside, and even tie me. He did this until I was 16 1/2. Then he started sexually abusing me.

The first time this happened with him, he had locked me in the shed outside for about 3 hours. When he came in he had duct tape, a knife, and a rope. At this point I was literally thinking he was going to kill me. But he ended up taping my mouth and he tied my arms together behind my back. Then he threatened me with the knife, holding it to my throat. So I didn't make a sound, and he raped me.

This went on until my 18th birthday. That day I packed my some of my things and left, never turned back. I left all pictures of me, my mom, anything that would bring back those feared memories. Clothes, I left. My boyfriend let me stay at his place until I finished high school about a month later.

I'm 19 now, have a pretty good paying job at my boyfriend's family business, and I'm planning on going to college as soon as I have the money for it. I haven't spoken to my mother since the day I left. My boyfriend is my life right now. I tell him everything and he keeps it between only me and him. He's always there for me. I do believe my childhood was ruined. It's very rare that I remember any good times, just the bad. The only person who I've really told about what used to go on in my house was my boyfriend. Sometimes it's very hard when we're intimate because it brings back those memories, but we're doing everything we can to cope with that. I'm still a little depressed, but opening up on this site to share my story helps me to release some of my anger. My life is really beginning to look up, and I'm so happy I lived through ALL of it.

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