Real Life Stories

I'm the Person I'm now all because of what I went through. If you have ever been abused, lost trust, unwanted, not love then this story may touch you. I was eight years old when this occurred. We always think of child have a health childhood, loving parent and would never do anything to hurt you. Just better you and support you and love you when noone else would. Well, thats not this case, you see my brother looked like my father and I look like my mother and when our father left. My life became a living Hell. She 1st started starving me and when I went to my grandmother home. I would collect can goods and snack anything I could hide or sneak into the home with out being notice. Also, with my brother and I having the same parents that you would think that my grandparents and aunt and uncle on my mother side would be more aware. What is going on but all the would ask when my mother and brother would go to there home. She would tell them that my father has me but all the time. They never caught on the never question her on it. My brother tried sneaking me food that they have prepared but she would always search him and take it from him. So I would eat can food, grape nut cereal, coconut flakes to have something in my stomache. It really gotten very bad when she started making us clean up. Now, I didn't mind sweeping, mopping and washing dishes but when she boiled water and full the tub up with it and used a whole bottle of bleach. And put all our white clothes into the tub and made me wash them until the were clean and if they wasn't I got hit with a cord with wasn't the licks it was the bruises afterward. Then on a Sunday she decided that she wants to go to Church did I mention any of this in this blog thats because we never went to church with our mother. So I get dressed and then we go to a all White church not trying to be funny but in the 80's it was still black and white but the people were sweet until this white lady got mad because my mother was talking to her husband asking him did he know this Blank and are you messing around with this Blank and thats when all hell broke loose. My mother went off the asked her to leave and we left I was afraid but she stood her ground. Then we left and went to another church this time a all Black church and she made us sit in the back she went to this elder lady in the church and they walk to the back of the church and was gone about a hour she and the elder woman returned and she walked too my brother and I and said lets go. We stopped at the store and went home. For the first time in a long time she made a meal and she let me eat we had Mac and cheese, Pork chops, and Greens which is my favorite to this day I'm now 38yrs. Anyway, I felt asleep in my dress and woke up to the most horrible thing in my life. She pulled me out of the bed and hit my in my left eye Knocked me out cold and then sat across me and asked my brother to go get a butcher knife and he went to the kitchen and drop the knife he had behind the stove and then she yelled and say whats taking you so long he say I couldn't find any and she got up and went to the other end of the kitchen and got a brand new pack opened it up and pull out the butcher knife and came and sat back across me and ask him were to cut me at he said the arm, she say thats not going to hurt he said the legs thats not it either and then he said I don't know and she said I know a spot and cut me two inches from my heart and pulled me into the closet and closed the doors. I was still knocked out but I finally woke up and I was sweating and wet I thought I had pee on myself and I really didn't know where I was at and I rub my chest and a object hit the floor I reached down and grab it and started yelling and using the object to get out the closet. Noone answered, noone came and I fell back to sleep the next day I woke up doing the samething some reply and then I heard someone come into the apt I couldn't see then but I heard noone never reply again. So Tuesday evening someone knocks at the door and it was my grandma she yelled I woke up and I told her I was in the closet and she went to the other closet the one with the beds against it she say you and moved the bed and I walked out and she yelling tellling me to lay down and I didn't know I was cut until I seen all the blood all over the closet walls and all in my hair and closet full on blood. But all I want was some water and a doctor. If you like to read more send me a comment