Child Abuse Story From Kelsey

by Kelsey
(Manty County, WI, USA)

I'm not sure if I was abused or I was not abused. When I was little my mum would always say that I was stupid, and that I'll never amount to nothing. Or that I'm fat and stuff like that. I was completely scared out of my wits when she would start hollering because sometimes she would smack me on the head and I'd run and cry, and she'd normally say "Shut the fuck up, or I'll give you something to cry about".

Also when I was younger, I was friends with this boy. We were about three. Just this year, I think I understood why he did what he did because we had a molester on our street. He used to touch me in places that shouldn't be touched. He would also make me suck his penis. I would have to let him lick/touch my vagina.

In first grade I met Jade and we became friends. Once when I slept over at her house, she locked the door in the basement and made me take my clothes off and she'd touch me and then she would make me touch her. Otherwise she had threatened that she would make me walk home at one in the morning. I was only seven. I was scared shitless.

Another time when I was going into fourth grade, I had acne and I wouldn't let my mum pick at it. I was covering my face, and she was smacking my hands for a good solid ten minutes until she finally gave up.

Another time was when I was going to Six Flags with my friend. The night before, I had to get a swimsuit. My mom was starting to call me fat and ugly. On the way home I was pretty much crying my eyes out because she was just screaming at me. I finally told her to shut up. She just kept going on and on. When we got home she said she was sorry. I told her that I couldn't just forgive her. Then she started calling me a bitch because I wouldn't forgive her.

Again, my mom started yelling at me because I had acne. I couldn't help it. But she keeps thinking that I know how to prevent it and crap. It's just sometimes what she says, it really hurts. If it is abuse, I wouldn't say that it's that big of a deal any more. I'm used to it. That's all there is to it. It's not that bad any more.

Anyone dealing with really bad abuse, don't let it keep happening. Instead, try to find help.

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