Here is the page where you can put your stories if you've been abused by anyone in your family, or even a friend of the family.
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Opera Music Swells]- My story definitively could have been worse, I was really young at the time, so I only remember bits and peices, but I still have nightmares about what they did to me. It was my father and stepmother. Some of the things I can remember is them making me take my clothes off and tying me up in big thick ropes, They made me lay on the floor in them, and I remember being really cold. They draped a towel across the front of the ropes.
I also remember My step mom working as a cleaning lady for empty houses trying to be sold, and she took me with her one day, then she tried to leave me there and I freaked out and she swung me around and threw me and then locked me in. She came back later with my dad, and my step brothers, right after a little league game, and I remember them taking me to get clogging lessons, and she told me to practice.
So I started practicing in the kitchen and she went insane about the scuff marks, she picked me up and started spinning me around, but she did it so my knee's kept banging the floor, and I remember her telling me it was time to get in the bath, but it was too hot, so I didnt want to get in. Then my dad came in and he pushed me under the water. And I remember everytime they thought I did something bad they would spank me. But not a normal spanking, it was a 2x4 with a nail sticking out one side. And they would spank me so the nail faced out, but it would still make me bleed.
That's all I really want to share right now.
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~Crimson Angel~]-
Amebara's Abuse Diary
3. [
Pages for the Dead]- When I was really young my step mom beat me up every day for stupid shit like leaving the toilet seat up or something like that, and then she forced my dad to beat me too and he's not like that at all. Anyways I got spanked all the time with anything that was hard and nearby, 2x4s, belts a lot, fire pokers, I still have terrible nightmares from what they did to me and that's only half of it, but that's all I feel comfortable sharing on here...
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Piercedskull]- I'm abused by my freakin sister, she is a bitch, she pulls my hair and punches me and bites me and throws phones and shoes at me. Also my dad abuses me to, he will pull me by my arm cause I don't feel like wearing anything other than my pjs. She whips me with blets and other things.
5. [
Angelically Broken]- (mine could have been
ALOT worse.) I was abused by my father, he's an alcoholic, he used to hit me for reasons unknown to me. He would hit me for doing little things like turning on a light even when I couldn't see at all. My mother was my protector, but she would leave once a week to go to a class and I would cry myself to sleep because I was so afraid of what my father was going to do to me.
If I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night I had to hold it until he went to bed or else he would scream at me and try to beat me. Anything my brother did was my fault too so I got beaten for it. There's too much to remember right now, and it's painful to do so. I never told anyone about it until I was 15 because I thought it was normal because he would sometimes hug me and tell me he loves me, so I thought that it was ok.
I didn't know. I went to a psychologist for a few years, she helped a little, but not much. This is too big of an emotional scar to fix with just words, I'm getting over it now, but he still scares me sometimes. It's bad because my parents still live together, so there's no escape when he gets ticked.
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InsanityAngel]- I use to be abused by my dad when I was little, little enough not to be able to remember. My dad left me about 8-9 years ago. With out my real dad I got curious and asked my mom, my mom told me a lot. My dad abused both drugs and alcohol leaving him always in jail or rehab with only my mom to keep bailing him out, no matter how many times she bailed him out he abused her too. Later on my grandma told me when I came home, I'd beat myself up over the smallest things like dropping my spoon on the floor, I'd hit myself. My mom, aunt, or grand parents never hit me, but my dad did, and now I know why I beat myself up over things. I still do it and wake up from a night's sleep bleeding a litle bit, scratches, or bruises...
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