Child Abuse Story From Jenna
by Jenna
(Darlington, South Carolina, USA)
A lot has happened since I was three. I went through four years of my mother beating me for no reasons at all. One day when I was four, I went into the kitchen to get some food. When my mother found me eating, she went into a mad state. She said I ruined her life and that I was a shame to her. She then picked me up and slung me across to room into the living room, where she found anything she could reach and hit me with it. It got so bad that she even went as far as to get a frying pan to hit me in the head. When the cops were called a day later, they said that I looked like I was a blown-up doll. My body was so swollen.
Years later, when my grandmother adopted me and my older sister, my father began to sexually molest me. I tried to stop him, but his only comeback was, "Either it's you or your sister." I let it be me. A year later, I found out that he was also doing it to her and using the same excuse. When we told our grandmother about this, she simply dismissed us as just trying to get attention.
For a while he stopped, but then he started again. If it wasn't for my older sister telling a friend, who then made her tell the school counsellor, I believe he would still be doing this to us. My father was four times my size, and people wonder why I never told.
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