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Violent Mother

by Kyle
(Wyoming, USA)

I was in fourth grade when it started. At first is was only a hard smack on the bottom enough to leave welts. After that it progressed and be came more violent. My mother, a woman who could hardly keep a husband for more than a couple of years, decided to move from Colorado to Wyoming with her new husband. Over the years she would punch me, choke me, throw me around. And the words she would call me. No young girl should ever be called any of those. Name like: dirty little wh**e (I had never had sex), Dumb b***h, Useless piece of sh*t, F***ing c***... The list could go on for days. My little brother, nine and a half years younger than me, would try to protect me, but what could a little boy do? I normally would try to send him to our room to watch a movie so he could be shielded from some of it. And because of her I tried suicide, cutting, and even began abusing myself hoping death upon myself just to escape her hurtful actions and words. I tried to hide from her, but it never worked. She would always act kind and nice in front of company. She would call family members and tell them what I did to try and retaliate, keeping what she did a secret, making me look like a horrid child to my family. But finally she started to slip up.


First it was a punch to the face in front of my best friend, then while she had company over, and the last straw was when she tried to go after me in front of my boyfriend (now fiancee), my grandmother, my great grandmother, and my step-brother who was visiting for the summer. My grandma and step-brother went and shielded me from my mom while my great grandma told my fiancee and me to leave. My great grandma didn't care if it was legal or not (I was only 17 yrs. old), she wanted me away from my mother.

As for my little brother, who I still check up on, he is fine. My mother knows that if she makes one wrong move I'm getting my brother out of there and she will no longer have her "baby".



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