Child Abuse Story From Kanila
by Kanila
(Hawai'i, USA)
I was born in Mexico, My parents divorced when I was around 3, I don't know what happened to my daddy, he never visited me, I lived with my mom.. She got married when I was 'bout 5years old, My step-dad always had a problem with me, he seemed to never like me, well, I always got hit by the belt all the time..but when I was around 6 or 7 years old, I had a friend that lived above my department so I went to her house, her name was let's just say Maria, she was always jealous of me because I had stuff sinse my mom's side had enough money, but her family wasn't really rich, she would always take my stuff and steal stuff from my house..when I was over her house we was playing with toys in her brother's room let's say his name was Marco. Marco was about 14 or 15 years old at that time, he wouldn't let me go back to my house he said I had to let him kiss me before I go back to my house, so I letted him on the cheek, then when I was gonna go he holded me back and said I can't go until I let him kiss me again, but this time he kissed me in the neck and then he started to touch me.. then after a while I knew I had to stand my own ground and just push him away so I did and just ran back to my house... He scared me.. anyways, everywhere I went there was guys giving me weird complements about looking ''sexy'' and stuff, and I never liked that sense of what happened to me before.. later on we moved to USA, I had to learn english sinse spanish was my first language we moved to Hawai'i, it's beautiful and so much different from where I use to live..most people here are kind and stuff like that..anyways,my mom already had a child from my step-dad, and ever sinse I've been nothing to them that's how Ifeel , my step-dad makes me feel bad, he always tells me how my sister is going to be successful and I'm not, just because I don't like playing sports.. I'm not so outgoing because of what happened to me.. but they don't know that.. and when I was in 8th grade about 13 years old, I had a boyfriend named.. let's just say his name was Jason.. well Jason and me broke-up because of drama later on he said if i wanted to cruise with him because he could cruise that day so i was happy because even though we weren't together anymore I still liked hiim and thought he probably would like me still so I went and thats when He forced me to have sex with him.. he raped me.. I didn't want to.. but he made me i was telling him to stop but he never.. and after that i starting cutting myself, and i burned my hand to, i still have it .. for the rest of my life, i also punch myself in the legs and i get bruses, my teachers ask me how i got them so i tell them something but not what has happened to me. Right now I'm going to go to freshman, I'm 14 years old.. and I'm sorry if my story is lame but i felt like I had to get it out off my chest... atm; my parents don't trust me with anything.. not even to hangout with my bf! i have another bf now, one that treats me right though, and I'm happy with him.. but i just don't know what to do.. sometimes I cry to myself, because I also have problems in school with learning, I don't get a lot of things, I feel like a failure at life.
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