Child Abuse Story From Julianna
by Julianna
And that early morning a baby was born, slightly blue, with alcohol and drugs in her system. The doctors got her breathing and sent her away with her parents, thinking nothing of the drugs, alcohol, and tainted cigarette smell. At home neglected and starved from the very first days, she leaned to rely on whatever she could to keep her alive. Drunken parties at 2 A.M. were normal to her, and being around drugs seemed like the normal family habit. The drugs got worse and the parties got worse. She was soon locked in her room sometimes for days on end, crying to be let out of her room. When she would go to her grandparents house she was dirty, covered in fleas and other bugs. Always an extremely sickly extremely thin child, her immune system failed when she got chicken pox. Being very sick and no one to care for her she was forced to defend herself. At a young age of four she knew how to scream, how to run, how to use the microwave, how to use the phone, and she was often noted walking around outside during the winter with little to no clothing on. This little girl was saved when she was five years old. The mental, physical, and sexual abuse were taken away. She was handed over to people who became her guardians. The abuse doesn't end though. Throughout her struggle to cope with what happens, she faced PTSD, anorexia, bulimia, suicide tendencies, self-harm, infantalism, OCD, and severe anxiety. She thought she was safe, she thought she would never be beaten again. At 18 years old, today she was beaten by her adopted father. She is scared, its happening all over again. That little girl is me.  Note from Darlene: If I have not left a comment on your story, please understand that it is not personal; it's just that my hectic schedule no longer permits me to do so.I hope you'll follow me on:  Email addresses, phone numbers, home addresses AND website/blog URLs in submissions and visitor comments are STRICTLY prohibited. Please don't include them, as they will be removed. |