Monday, January 24, 2011

chapter 3

Out of nowhere things just turn around. My mother just started beating me for no reason. She told me that I was a bad boy. One day I was sitting in my room and my mom came in my room and punches me. I didn’t know what to do so I sat there. She pulls on my arm and pulled it out of socket. Later on I couldn’t eat my dinner because of my arm was in the worst pain of my life. So since I couldn’t eat my food I had to go to bed and I had to sleep on the top bunk. Then next day everybody leaves the house and it’s just me and my mom. She goes crazy and started beating me and tries to burn me. As I try to get away she kept pulling on my arm trying to put me on top of the stove. I couldn’t do nothing but go through the pain. So she pulls my arm and put it in the red and blue fire. The heat was just melting through my skin. So finally she stops and I get away. After I get away I go to the garage and try not to let my mom hear me cry. 

chapter 2

Years before I was abuse my family was just the perfect family. I and my brothers were blessed with the perfect family. My father was the type of dad that supported the family, he was a firefighter. My mother was a woman who glowed with love for her children. My mother was a clean freak she kept the house cleaned and me and my brothers would have to keep our room cleaned also. Around the holidays mom would decorated the house. Things was so good I never got abuse and mom just loved me. Christmas time was the best time. I love going on our day trips and going to visit the aquarium.





chapter 1

As I wake up I feel terrible and lonely. The only way I can be free from the stress and pain is by going to school. As I walk into the school students around make fun of me because of smell and my clothes. It hurts because ever I go somebody make fun of me. Every day I come to school the clinic lady calls me down. She tells me to take off all my clothes so she can observe my body. I’m scared to let her see anything because she going to call my mother. So in my head I’m thinking what I should do. So I take off my clothes and she immediately started asking me questions. The first thing I say is it was an accident. But she knows it wasn’t. So she calms me down and tells me I’m here to help you. But I know if I tell her it was my mom that put the bruise on me my mother going to get in trouble. So a police officer comes in the room. I think I’m going to jail, I’m thinking that’s a good thing I’m going to b safe. So I ask are you taking me to jail. He says no I’m here to help you. So we take a ride downtown and he filling out paper work while I sit there scared. He ask what your moms number. I tell him, then he called he said I’m taking David away from you he will be in police custody. The officer tells me I’m free now.