Grammy Was Abuser

by Tammy
(Florida, USA)

Ever since I was 5, I can remember being abused by my granny. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. I remember that it wasn't just me, but also my little sister.


She would lock us outside in a t-shirt and shorts at 20°. We were so cold we would huddle, but it wouldn't help. She would make us sleep on the floor with no covers, and yell at us when we tried to snuggle close to the couch. And almost every day when I got home from school, she would put us in the corner. We would sleep there... but we weren't supposed to. We took turns waking the other if she woke up.

She beat us. One time, she used a belt like a whip. It was so bad, I was bleeding and my skin was hanging off my back. I had marks for months. It hurt so bad I couldn't move. I stopped counting the hits because I could no longer feel the hit, only the pain. She made me listen to my little sister first.

It got to the point that in 6th grade there was an after-school program called Team Up, where they would let us stay at school till 8pm. We led her to believe it was tutoring that we had to attend. It worked for a while, but then she started to threaten to take that from us.

We've never told anyone. There is so much. I can't remember it all. I thought it was normal...

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