Child Abuse Story From Madison

by Madison
(Middletown, Ohio, USA)

My Life: 
When my mom and dad were still together life was so bad. We lived in a farm house and it was so crude. There were rats, mice and ants. That is not even the worst part. My father was so mean. He KILLED my pet dog. He shot her over 15 times in the head. And what he did to my 3 sisters was also bad. He also tried to kill my mom by running her over, but luckily he didn't kill her. But it was even worse when they split up.

My father kidnapped my sisters and me. He brainwashed us into thinking my mother hated us. He told my mother the only way she would get to see us is if she would not split up with him. Then my mother saved us after 3-4 weeks with him and no food. And when the court came into the picture, it was just as bad. They said that we would have to live with him on the weekends. When we were at his house, he would make me and my older sister clean his trailer, but not my little sister. He loved her more than us. And when dinner came, he only fed her and not us.

So one weekend, after my sister and I had done the laundry, we took all of his dirty underwear and put it in a basket in his bathroom, so when he would open the door the stuff would fall on him. And when he asked us who did it, we blamed my little sister. So then he got the idea of tape recording us. So when he wasn't recording us, my sister got a book and smashed it against the camera and broke it. He was so mad at us. He stared to say ugly words and he hit us many many times. And that was the last time we stayed at his house.

And then soccer came into the picture. I love soccer, so at my game my father came to see me. He took my sister and me to dinner after the games were over.

One time, when the soccer game was over, he came on the field and grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to his car. I didn't even get the chance to kiss my mom goodbye. The next day I had a bruise the shape of this hand on my arm.

After 3-4 months, the court said we could have dinner with him, and we went. My older sister was really hungry and wanted the salad bar, but he said no, you can't have that, you are having the chicken fingers. But she hated chicken and wouldn't eat it so we left. When we were in his car he took her head and slammed it against the dashboard. That was in 2002. That was the last time we have seen him. My mother tried to gain full custody, but never did. He is over $10,000 behind in child support.

It is now 2008. He has never said sorry to my sister for almost killing her. I hate him so much. I am only 13 years old. I haven't seen him in almost 6 years. I hope I never do again!!!

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Darlene Barriere
Violence & Abuse Prevention Educator
Author: On My Own Terms, A Memoir

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