Child Abuse Story of Healing and Recovery From Elizabeth B

by Elizabeth B
(Location Unknown)

I was born and raised in a little Country.My parent's were not married,I was about seven years old when my mother left town to seek employment.My siblings and I was left behind with our aunt, who whipped and abused us every oppitunity she had for very little or no reason at all.Weather it was with her fist in the center of my back or across my face,a broom stick across my chest and arms or a drop cord over my entire body,is just to name a few of the many encounters we had to live with on a daily basis.I can still remember her raking my skin with her nails as she gave me a bath(was I that dirty). Life for us was a living nightmere.

As I got older I tried to justify why my aunt would treat us the way that she did,but I'v come to relize that nothing could, especially after watchinng her with her very own child.For she never treated him so cruel.

I remember asking my father to find a place for me to stay ,but no one listened to a 10 year old girl,for that reason as I got older I made many attempts to run away from home,I was not happy there at all. Today I am 39 yrs. old a mother of two ,I have a husband that adors me ,a great job and a good life.I have forgiven my aunt for all that she has put us through,even though it would still be nice to hear her say, sorry!

Nevertheless in all of this the greatest lesson I'v learned,is how to treat my children and what not to do to them.For no one can take care of my children for me.God gave me the job of mother-hood the greatest job ever given to women.

ELIZABETH B

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