Child Abuse Story From Riley
by Riley
(Canada)
In 1998 I was born, up until the age of four I was the happiest kid in the world then my dad left. I lived on a reserve with my brother and my mom my brother and I visited my dad on weekends he lived with our grandmother.
When I was at just the age of 4and a half my mom got a new boyfriend, my brother an I didn't like him whatso ever he was mean and cruel. he molested me for 7 years.
At the age of 5 I told my father who was my bestfriend none of the kids liked me at school.
But before me and my brother left that weekend my moms boyfriend got mad at us and my mom said that was my way of getting back at him.
At age 7 I stopped going to church every sunday, for I believed why should I believe someone who never helped me, I had prayed everynight for it to end but the process continued every night instead of my saviour.
I became a hateful child and wouldn't let anyone close to me because I was forever afraid of getting hurt.
I had no friends.
at age 10 I began cutting my wrists, because for a few minutes all of the pain went away, I stopped coming home after schooland stayed out as late as I could because if I wasn't home he couldnt hurt me, but of course I always had to go home at some point.
When he was drunk it was worse, and I lost sleep because I was to afraid to sleep so therefore I went to school restless and unhappy.
At age 11 I had an unhealthy life schedule, I would cut myself everynight and I stopped eating. I lostaround30 to 40 pounds, andlateron found out I had bi-polar and manic depression.
I told everyone what happened thinking it would have helped but it did nothing of the sort, i stopped cutting but I still thought about it, I cried every night knowing i was not a normal child, because at only 11 years old I knewwhat inter course was and I was terrified to ever be close to anyone. and at only 4years old I was robbed of my innocence and childhood.
My brother is 16 and he goes to church now he is the nicest boy you would evver meet and has the biggest heart of all he made me cry one nite because he toldmegod only gives you what you can handle, then he looked at me and said theonly bad thing that has ever really happened to me was being bullied formy weight and imagination but it didnt last,then he said look at what you went through and you made it. in his eyes im a 12 year old girl that can handle anything thrown at me no matter how big or how small.
That man was three times my size, but now to this day I think if it weren'tfor the that seriesf events I wouldnt be who I am today, when I graduate I plan on going to the military to help people because I know what its like to have no one.
That man only recieved threeyears in jail and he is out of prison he shouldnt be allowed around kids but no one does anything to stop it he has two little girls with my mom and I love them to death but he is evil and I know one day he will have to explain to them why he had to leave them while they were only 5 and 3 its going to break there hearts.
and I feel bad because of me telling they will never have that father figure and I know what its like because my father left us at a young age too but he did it because he didnt want my brother and i to see him and my mother fight anymore.
Two girls that were supposed to be my best friends found out because everyone on our reserve knew about what happened it was a small place, theymade fun of me and said I probably liked it. I beat one of them up and that still wasnt the end of it. I tried killingmyself over it. 9 times.
And if it wasn't for my loving father and brother I wouldnt be here right now.
This is My Story, and no one else lived it like me.
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