Child Abuse Story From Shae

by Shae
(Utah, USA)

When I was three my father left with another woman...he left my brother my sister and me with my mother, who he had abused. I later learned that he touched me. I don't know the details, but I am trying to figure it out.

About three years later she married her husband. For eight years I have lived in fear. The abuse got worse over time...it happened so many times in different forms that I have forgotten many details. He would throw my brother and my sister down the stairs, hit them, punch them, kick them in the stomach, he even whipped them with belts. His punishments were always cruel...he used so much force that our butts would be sore and red for hours after he spanked us.

My mom's husband would go into my brother's room and beat him at night. I remember being so scared that he would come and hurt me after he was done. My siblings and I would purposely try to get each other in trouble just to spare ourselves. After a while of being tortured in the night, my brother started having night terrors. My mom and her husband both claim that's what happened at night. They deny that anything happened. During the time of the night terrors, my mom's husband went into my brother's room...my brother says that he was pinned to the floor face down, my mom's husband's knee on his back holding him down. Then he took his arm and pulled it back until it snapped. Even when it was snapped he held it there. My brother was completely helpless. When CPS got involved we were told not to say anything about ever being hit or spanked.

We left the state for a while, and I stayed at a friend's house for a couple of weeks in Idaho. While I was there I was sexually assaulted by my best friend's father. I was only ten, when he touched my butt and rubbed my chest. I was lying on my stomach on the couch. He got up and started rubbing my back. Within minutes he had touched everywhere on my back, from the back of my neck all the way down to my calves. Soon his hands were in my shirt. It took a lot to tell his wife what had happened.

After the investigation of my mom's husband was closed, it all came back, but this time he would hit me too. One time he hit me on the top of the head and knocked me out. Another time he smacked me across the face. But what hurt the most was watching him beat my four younger siblings. He would even spank his two boys when they were two. He would hit them and I couldn't do anything about it. It still hurts to remember it.

My mother participated in his verbal and emotional abuse toward me. Even the other children got some of it.

Recently, he broke my brother's arm again. He was mad at my brother for something and so he went to the room to talk to him. He punched my brother in the stomach, left, came back and picked him up off the floor and threw him back down at an angle onto his shoulder. My brother's bone went through the muscle and was sticking up.

We left for Washington to live with family, but it didn't end up working out so we came back to Utah...my mom is now trying to work on her marriage with him and wants us all to live in the same house again. My sister is now calling him dad again and my brother too wants to live with him.

I am fifteen years old, homeless, depressed and scared for my life and the lives of my sibling.

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