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Child Abuse Story From Ty

by Ty
(Alabama, USA)

There's a lot that happened and half of it I don't remember, so unlike the other stories, I can't tell an actual story. It's more of examples and little bits of abuse and stuff that have happened to me in the past.

I'm 13, and since I was real little, probably since I was born, I was sexually, physically, and emotionally abused, along with medically neglected.

First things first, I'm a dwarf. I'm only about 3 feet tall. I have a twin bro and he's average sized, so you can see how I became the target. My bro was abused as well but not as bad, not nearly as bad. I also have a number of medical problems, diabetes, ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder), epilepsy, and hemophilia.

My first memories are my parents pretty much insulting me. They always told me: "You're not worth the air you breath" or "You're lower than dirt" or "You're not even considered human" and worst of all and most common, "midget" along with "munchkin" and "oompa loompa". I was never one to take something sitting down, so I'd talk back as soon as I could talk. I think that's when they started to sexually abuse me, to get power over me. If my mom was on her period or one of them wasn't in the mood: "Oh, I'll just get Ty" and I'd be raped or be subjected to oral sex or something. Or if we were low on money, some hooker would pay to have sex with me and my parents would hold me down. But once again I'd fight back. So my parents started beating me, and my brother. My dad would heat up a chain and whip it across my back. I'd retaliate by heating up the oven and throwing fire crackers into it. I nearly blew up the kitchen several times.

My parents would beat us with sticks and chains, just out of anger, and I'd just fight back. It was an ongoing war. Probably not the smartest plan, but still, better than nothing. The sad thing is my parents weren't addicted to anything, nor did they have any mental illness, they were just evil.

My parents never got stuff for my medical problems, I'd have 20 seizures a day, and my blood sugar was almost always over 200. Sometimes my neighbor who had diabetes would give me some insulin if I was feeling funky. I went into a diabetic coma twice. And I'd bleed for weeks 'cause of my hemophilia. School became my refuge. I loved going to school.

Finally it all came to an end when I was 9, in a weird and painful way. My dad had hired a hooker once again, but when I got angry and refused, he got angry. He got out a plank of wood 3 times my size a hit me. I was too beat up, so I let the hooker do what she wanted. Some oral sex and whatnot. My dad and mom started insulting me, saying I was worthless and weak and disrespectful. When they left later that day I turned on the stove and put a pot on filled with gun powder. Well that burned and exploded. Nearly once again blew up the kitchen. My parents came home and blew up. My dad took out the blow torch. I was introduced to the hot end of it. I was burned on the right side of my face, neck, shoulder, most of my chest, right arm, and lower abdomen. My bro was fed up. He called the cops. They got to my house and put my parents in cuffs. Even though I was taken away in a stretcher, it had to be the happiest day of my life.

Now I live in the best place in the world. I live in a home for abused and neglected kids. There's about 150 of us here, but it's a home environment home. I'm getting over my anger problems that I've had from my parents calling me names. So life is looking up. I came in with hatred and anger in my eyes. Not anymore.

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Child Abuse Story From Ty

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Sep 23, 2008
Such spunk...
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

Such a story of courage, Ty. I am delighted that you are now in a happy home and that you are no longer full of hatred; unconditional love has that power. I can only hope that your parents are incarcerated for the terrible crimes they committed against you. Thank you for sharing your story with my visitors and me.

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

Sep 23, 2008
Sad
by: Alexis Irving

This is ,ike the saddest thing i have ever heard. i am so sorry that you had to go through this. do not listen to what anybody has to say about your height or any medical things that you have. be strong, i am happy that you are in a good home now, you deserve it.

Sep 23, 2008
So many crimes committed...
by: Francine

Ty, what your so-called parents did to you and your brother was and still is EXTREMELY PATHETIC AND EXTREMELY UNGRATEFUL!!!!!!!!!! Oh, and they are wrong, too. You are not worthless; you are not weak; you are not ugly; YOU ARE NOT STUPID!!!! You are smart, articulate, strong, beautiful and downright worthwhile! And when you got out the pot and filled it woth gunpowder and "vengefully" blew up the house, as pointed it out, your parents brutally burned you with the torch...Ty, you are right; they are truly evil and extremely malicious, and if it weren't for your caring brother calling the cops, then your parents would've burnt and beaten you to death, GOD FORBID!!!!!!!! I would never understand why those animals for parents would delight in sadistically abusing you and willingly letting that pervert lady sexually hurt you and still living with themselves! They are extremely twisted, too, in their own ways of thinking; you should've been loved and cherished! Well, I am delighted that you and (hopefully your brother) are in a safe place that nurses beaten and neglected kids back to health because you guys did nothing wrong! You can always move on (and so can your brother), unlike your so-called parents and that pervert hooker; they will stay in their hell forever! I am also glad that your brother saved your beautiful precious life and called the cops on your sadistic parents cuz he is so sweet for doing that! BTW, I can relate to your strong love for going to school; school was the only time that I really felt safe, and now I'm graduated from high school and I am currently attending college and if my parents ever did something like that to me, then I will be SO MAD AT THEM!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, to make this long comment short, I hope that you try counselling someday and I wish you and your brother all the best!

Sep 23, 2008
My bro
by: Ty

Just to anyone who's curious, they did keep me and my bro together, they thought it was the best, and I wouldn't have it any differently

Note from Darlene: Thank you for the update, Ty. That's great to know.

Sep 26, 2008
sry
by: Anonymous

sry bout all ur health problems ... glad 2 know ur ok though!*hugs*

Oct 13, 2008
To Ty...
by: Jeremy

Ty,

Your words are a great testament...not to the horrid treatment you received...but the strength you show in recovery.

I am sending you all my positive energy! I will bet on your upcoming prosperity...All my best...

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