Child Abuse Story From Leilani
by Leilani
My parents were killed when I was 7 months of age. My abusive uncle,M, took me in and did not start the abuse until i was 5 years. i remember he beating me with a frying pan and pouring hot oil on my back. my other uncle,S, was the one who convinced uncle M to beat me.At age 6 uncle M married my step aunt d. D had a son my age who M hated. his name was C and he was my only friend who knew what happened every single day at home. D just stood there with a sad look on her face when I was beaten along with her son C. The part about the abuse that is hard to forget is the fighting, Me and S's kids had our hands and feet tied behind are back and are mouths were gagged while we were thrown in a pit with dogs that were used for fighting. It was the second most painful thing I ever had to go through. The most painful thing i went through was looking through a peep hole and i saw C being beaten and spanked. one of M's followers ran up to the peep hole and tried to poke my eye out with a knife but i moved fast enough to not have my eye poked out but I still have the scar where he cut two millimeters of my ear off. I am fifteen now and even though C and I ran away and I live with an extremely kind family I still am mentally abused by M and S. I live 6 miles away from both of them and they both take great pleasure in reminding me of my horrific abuse but the worst part about it is they mentally abuse C and I. I feel like no matter how hard i try I will never be able to get away from M, S, and even D.  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.
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