Child Abuse Story From Jeremy
by Jeremy
(Toronto, Canada )
I tryed always to block out what my father did....since I was about 4 years old he never really showed that much affection towards me. I always thought there was something wrong with me until I was 12 i just thought he hated me He never started hitting me unti i was about 13 when my mom gave birth to my sister until then i was the only child.
I remember the day like it was yesterday I had just turned 13 two weeks before and i was walking threw the kitchen right after i woke up. I heard him scream for me in the living room i couldnt quite make out what he was saying so i just decided to keep walking..then out of no where i felt someone shove me i fell and hit my head on the counter i stared up at him and tryed to get up he grabbed my arm and threw me against the wall and it seemed like he was going crazy the look in his eyes still haunts me to this day i walked away with a broken rib black eye and a busted lip. It was on and off threw the next couple of years with the abuse i tried to stay out of his way and mostly failed at it I had been hospitalized 3 times. When i was 15 something happened to me that a child should never have to go threw. I was sleeping in my room and my dad came in with another man i recognized the man my dads brother i had only met once. I sat up and my dad grabbed onto my arm and i asked where we were going he threw me into the bathroom and my uncle handed him what looked like money but i still had sleep in my eyes and my dad said have fun. He raped me and then told me to take a shower i was still crying the next morning when i relized that my bed was covered in blood i freaked and told my dad about it he slapped me in the face and said never bring it up again. I finally got enough courage to tell my mom and she tryed to move away from my dad but after struggling for a couple of months we had to go back. I had to deal with that b*****d until i moved out i never saw my uncle again and havent visited my parents in 4 years i am 22 now and am married. I am a survivor.
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