Child Abuse Story From S
by S
(United Kingdom)
10 YEARS OF AGE:
It started 1989 the 2nd day after my sister was married to her middle age husbaed,there i was pack i,a tradition for into the car to my sisters new home,it was a tradition at muslim wedding houses the brides little sister or brother to company the bride.it started first night i was sent to bed with another girl and her older brother aged 13 and 15,due to non space we shared the double bed the sister in the middle.my first confused experience middle of the night i suddenly felt a warm hand on my body the girl,i moved it but then froze she was feeling me up,i felt wierd,i shrugged her away again later to realise the brother and sister were touching eachother not realising im awake able to sense this,i never felt all night confused was the word is that what is normal?is that normal between brother and sisters?i shrugged it off to later that evening we wer all invited to study arabic around the table by the groom older brother the sicko...yes the man the monster who turned me into a messed up teenager there he was preaching islamic studys sitting next to me the next thing i knew is he pulled me on his lap,to sit and read but suddenly i felt a hand under my dress feeling slowley touching me,it hurted thats all i remember him squeezing my tiny nipples,i felt sick inside i knew this was wrong,it had to be so i jumped up and said im feeling unwell,i ran upstairs and hid under my sisters bed,my sister was newley married i didnt know what to say how to say anything i was too shy and lost,but he came searching for me in her bedroom,new bride weres my little special sister he said in bengali,there you are come out the bed and before i knew it it started again,then down my trousers went his disgusting hand i hated the feeling,it was wrong and it hurt and i didnt like it 1 bit ,at that time abuse caried on 3 days 1 day i refused to read the islamic classes, becuse i became upset and angry in return my punishment was physical abuse from my own brother inlaw yes the new groom,he beated the hell out of me banging my face down the sink,punching me and kicking me like a ball and stamping me,all this happend according to my so called brother inlaw is disobeying his older brother in taking part in islamic studys,i wish i could scream and say your brothers rude,i hate him but i was too scared that no 1 will believe me becuse all i use to do is lie from a little age,and was worried no1 will believe me so i kept quiet.after that beating i vowed to run away next morning back to my family homes.hey i was suppose to be here 2 days but now it was over 5 days of the visit and they were keeping me longer and i was growing sick here,so i ran away next day back to my mother,but by the time it was evening my brother inlaw came down to take me back i cried to my mum and said he hit me i dont like it there she just brushed it off saying my sisters inlaws are educated family and chilren like us need to learn manners and respect elders wishes,she sent me back with my brother inlaw abuse went on from the first visit to many visits in this 2 years that followed,and if i refused his sexuaul desires i ended up with a smack,nobody even my own brother inlaw knew what i suffered in his brothers hand,then 1 day gd news came 1993 my sisters family were shifting to london.i was so happy the thought of that filthy old man far away from me,now i could be safe,a year passed by being a teenagers wasnt easy my family were strict with no fathers guidance my mom bought us 8 sisters and 2 brothers up alone,we had lots of fights amongst us brother and sisters.my mum and brother was over protected swore at us,never let us have freedom too strictley kept in,so we rebelled against their wishes,played up had crap education,didnt take school studys serious felt there was no real life for me to look forward to,beside nding up arrange marriage like my sisters,at the age of 15 i took overdose becuse i felt unloved always picked on by family,i just wanted there attentiont ,and sure did i make a wrong move becuse of my action i was sent to london yes in the hand of my abuser,yes he did try to sexually try to touch me seco hend day,but this time i shrugged him off and said no and swore at him told him wat a bas**** he was,and ran away from the room after that incident it ended with him ignoring me no talking and no fighting.i guess i git through to him i know his wrong.but abuse unfortunatley was happening to his own 19 years old daughter,i witnessed so many days of under the duvet abuse and seeing him walk in and out of his daughters room quietly ,and every time i run into see the daughter she was under the duvets crying,,,i did try to reach out to her but she denial and angry if i ever asked her,so i told my sister,abt his action with his daughter my sister listened and then qietly said this is his way of loving his daughter,you just stop interfering,i witnessed physiacal beating in that 6 months of being there,the wife and daughtrs suffered,then my time came i left as a stronger new person.after 2 years passed i had an arrange marriage aged 17 divorced by 19 single mum.mentailly and physical abuse from inlaws and husband.but i walked out of it,never let my own family take contro; over my life again i vowed,now i was a mother and i wasnt a child anymore,and i didnt need people telling me wats right and wrong for me,family did anough damage,so hthere i was a single mum met a few men then met a new bloke who it didnt work out with.yes it was verbal abuses and emotional,i felt he was my whole world until he left me after 6 years.becuse his family felt he was too gd to be with a divorced single mum yes thats the only reason he left me,so then i came back to my family after the news of losing my father and brother,and from there i met my love yes my first ever love 5 years younger than me.with my whole family disaproving but with his parents wish we suffered a lot of hate and pains,today to cut story short after many small financial ups and downs or fight wer still happy with 4 boys,and a easy life with no physical or mental abuse,just the odd argument every couples have,but im very happyily married blessed with my 4 boys.and im greatful for what i have today,even though i have mental health issues depression abt flashbacks from past history,which has left a large impact on my life today horrible memmories
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