Child Abuse Story From Joon
by Joon
(Location Withheld)
Trembling:
It all happened on February...
Every Year, on February 1st, I tremble in fear...
I can't help but cut myself with a compass or sit in the corner while my body trembles/shakes...
All the memory comes back to me on this day...
It was just a fine morning on February 1st.
My parents have often fought, because my dad always thought of my mom as a useless person since she didn't come out of a great university...
He would often swear at her and say, "Don't you think I'm giving you so much, shelter, food, and money but is this what you give back to me?"
My mother hasn't done anything wrong, but quietly listens to my dad yelling and swearing at her when he drank alcohol...
But this day was different from the other fights my parents had...
I could hear breaking glasses and my father yelling and swearing at my mom coming from the second floor...
I just thought it was the regular routine of my dad, but that day was different.
My mom, who was usually quiet...
I could hear her screaming in pain...
Surprised and shocked I had to peak over the corner to see what was happening...
My father was beating up my mom...
He threw glass cups, books, and he punched and kicked my mom so hard...
I was terrified and mad but I couldn't do anything for my mom...
All I could do was watch her get hurt...
After a few minutes...
My father stopped and went into his room to sleep.
As soon as he was gone, I quickly went to my mother...
My mother's eyes were bruised and some of her teeth fell off.
It was such a brutal sight...
My body started to shake until I couldn't control myself...
I was going crazy...
A close friend of my mom, who was living next door heard the commotion going in our house and quickly came over...
While my mother was taken to the hospital by her, I quietly packed my bag, and my mom's bag...
I took everything that was important/necessary and ran out of the house...
I decided to stay in someone else's house until I could stop trembling...
Because my mom's friend (the one who helped her and took her to the hospital) was rich, she had 2 houses: one near our house and one kind of far away from our house.
She let us live in her house that was far away from my house...
My mom had to get an operation on her teeth so she couldn't eat anything but drinks...
Her face was swollen and bruised...
A few weeks later, my father found out where we were and came...
He asked for forgiveness and started crying...
My mother was of course a kind person so she had forgiven him...
But me, I had been emotionally abused....
It was hard for me to forgive him...
Seeing his face brought me back the memory of him beating up my mom.
When the memory came back, I couldn't control myself...
Now I am in my room, never being able to look at my dad...
My dad is still asking me for forgiveness...
I don't know if I should forgive him...
I don't know if it's necessary to forgive him...
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