chapter 7

As time went by I started to not get any emotions. I started to believe it wasn’t a god. When mother would hit me it was like her taking her anger out on a rag doll. There wasn’t any pain that I felt when mother would do anything to me. I would hold my tears back so mother would not get the satisfaction of my defeat. At night I no longer dreamed, nor did I let my imagination work during the day. Mother still did not let me get anything to eat. So when I did eat I felt like a dog, licking the bowl or plate to it was clean. Father moved out the house and mother just got worst but at this point I don’t care no more. I started showing my butt off because I felt that it wasn’t anything else I can do.

chapter 6

while father was away. As father was away things was bad for me. After the knife incident father spent more time away from the house, I felt like I had nobody any more. Father always told me don’t worry one day we both be out this madhouse. Mother did some very extreme sad things to me. One day mother told me to clean the bathroom. She got a bucket and filled it with ammonia and Clorox and closed the bathroom door. The smell made me sick to my stomach I couldn’t take it. I was coughing up blood because my body could not take the smell. I felt like I was going to die. Mother called that the gas chamber. I didn’t know where she was coming up with these ideals to punish me. Towards the end of the summer mother must have became bored with finding ways to torture me around the house. One day after I was done doing my morning chores mother sent me out to cut grass and bring the money back to her. I went house to house and most of the people said they didn’t want their grass cut. One lady gave me a paper brown bag with food in it because she felt bad for me because how I looked. As I was walking home mother pull up and took the food from me. When we got home mother made me get a cold bath and try to drawn me. Then she made me sit in the cold water for hours. I didn’t know what to do. I try to stay still so I can stay warmed up. I was shaking because I was so cold. Then when Christmas came I thought I wasn’t going to get nothing for Christmas. But I got a pair of skates. I thought it was a good thing but really it wasn’t. Mother made me skate up n down the block with just a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I had to skate up and down the block for hours in the cold weather. Then mother and the lady across the street became very close. The lady would always ask questions about why David always in trouble. Then mother stop being cool with her. The next thing you know mother was being nice to me. I worried why she was being so nice I couldn’t believe it was true. So couple days later a lady came to our house wanting to talk to my mother. She told me to go outside in play. Then the lady called me in the room in started to ask me question. Then things went back to normal.

chapter 5

My 11^th birthday is here and I knew it wasn’t going to be no good. I had to do chores and I had to get them done in mother time limit. Since it’s the summer time I might not get nothing to get and if I try to steal some food I’m going to get punish. I haven’t eating in three days because since school being out for the summer. As the family ate dinner I had to sit down at the bottom of the stairs and listen to the family eat. One day I had to wash the dishes. Mother came in the kitchen drunk just about to fall over. She had a sharp knife in her hand. I didn’t know what was going to happen so I continue to wash the dishes. Next thing I know I was cut in my stomach. The blood was coming out and my body got weak in fall to the ground. Mother help me up, it was a surprise that she is showing me any type of emotions. Since mother was a nurse she knew how to bandage me up. After her bandage I up she told me I had to go back in finish the dishes. How could anybody work in his type of condition? Mother left out of the kitchen, so I slowly try to go to the front room so I can go try to tell father. Father was reading a newspaper. So I try to make noises so he could look over and see me with blood on my shirt. Father ask what happen, I told him and then he told me to go back to washing the dishes so he won’t get yelled at. That is when I lost all respect for my father. He couldn’t even take the time out and take me the hospital. So I go back to washing the dishes it took me an hour and a half. Then mother told me I could go play outside with my brothers.

chapter 4

As we go to the Russian river things was alright until everybody left. When everybody left mom made me eat my little brother poop. She kept putting the diaper in my face. I couldn’t do anything at all. I was hoping my dad and brothers came back home so she can stop. When they came she stops and made me clean my face off so they wouldn’t know what she has been doing to me. When I cleaned my face I could still smell the poop.