Child Abuse Story From Phylicia

by Phylicia N
(Inman, Kansas, USA)

The pain nobody can see: 
I'm 16 now, and I feel like I should share my life story with others to show they are not alone. When I was a baby, my mom had started doing drugs. Then came my little brother. As she used more, the abuse became an every day thing. I started to notice that she would not make my brother do chores, just me. And I was the only one getting in trouble.

I started to make an escape plan over the years, but I never got the time to go through with it, because I had to take care of my younger brother and life just kept getting harder. Not only was my mom abusing me, her boyfriend was abusing me by hitting me with 4x4s. Nobody believed me when I told them at school. They told my mom, and it got worse.

When she left her boyfriend, I thought it may get better. But then she got with a girl, and it stayed the same. I told my school again. I took the chance and I did what I thought was the right thing. I knew my mom wouldn't hurt my brother, so I left with a lady I babysat for. She was on her drug spree, and the next day I told the cop at my school. He believed me, and took us to a protection house, a youth shelter, where we were safe. After 2 months of being there, we went to a terrible foster home that was just like home...so they let us go with our grandparents. After a year of fighting for us, now we are getting adopted by them.

I now go to a great school and have awesome friends. Life is better. It's rough now, but it's getting better.

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