Child Abuse Story of Healing and Recovery From Anonymous
by Anonymous
My story is solved now, but I'd still like to tell. I was hit on a lot and other such stuff, told I was a bad boy, etc. I don't like talking about that stuff. But then I got adopted! The people who took me in are wonderful and they pretty much spoil me rotten! I love it! I was eight years old when I was adopted and my hair had never been cut, so it was very long, clear down to the middle of my back. It's now to my shoulders because they like it that way and I let them decide but I always get love and attention (I LOVE the attention I receive!) and I'm treated like a king. I'm tucked in bed every night under a warm blanket (just out of the dryer!) and am fed the best of foods, I get hugged and told I'm a good boy and that I'm sweet, etc. I'm really very happy in my new home and they love me (I am their only child) I was real skinny when I first came to my new parents but now I'm fed very well, I'm nice and built pretty nicely, and my trust for people has improved greatly!  Note from Darlene: If I have not left a comment on your story, please understand that it is not personal; it's just that my hectic schedule no longer permits me to do so.I hope you'll follow me on:  Email addresses, phone numbers, home addresses AND website/blog URLs in submissions and visitor comments are STRICTLY prohibited. Please don't include them, as they will be removed.
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