Chapter 7 as David

After father left the so called family, I knew for sure I was doomed. I prayed that night for a miracle. The next day we when to the grocery store. I knew, with everyone watching, she couldn’t touch me. I was invincible. I made her life HELL when we were there. But it shortly came to an end when we got to the car it all would come to a BIG halt. Mother threw me one the floor of the back seat and ordered the boys the stomp on me. On the way home I knew I was going to die. Mother explained to me that, because father wasn’t here to protect me that she was going to make my life a living HELL. I put my hands together and squeezed my eye so tight that I thought they were going to burst. I began to pray to God, asking him that mother would kill me quickly and it would all be over.

Chapter 6 as David

Out of nowhere mother begins to be nice to me like the days I believed was gone forever. But quickly I realized that it was because the child services lady was coming. When the lady got their mother shooed me outside to play with the boys. Mother and the lady talked for a bit then the lady wanted to talk to me. She asked me question and I answered them according to mother’s likeness. The lady said “thank you” and left. When mother shut the door she snapped her head at me and said “okay you little shit”. I covered my face instinctively as she began beating me.

chapter 5 as mother

I hate that little son-of-a-bitch he’s caused so many problems in my life. Now I can make his life a living HELL. I’ll watch him endlessly, I won’t even blink. He slips up, I’ll be right there to beat his ass. Did I mention I stabbed that little fuck? It was an accident, but I’m glad it happened. I had to find a way to lie about it.

chapter 4 as David

Mother is back to her old tricks again, but this time father won’t save me. When mother starves me i try to steal or sneak a bite to eat mother would make me puke it up. One time a snuck in to the fridge and found a pork chop. I was sick for days.  Mother said she let it go bad just for me. i when into the basement to relieve myself because mother wouldn’t let me use the toilet. As I sit on the bucket with the little dignity had left father walks in standing there staring. I am ashamed.

chapter 3 as David

When I thought my mother couldn’t get any cruller she steps it up another notch, or more. This is a very demeaning time in my life. Brain washing and poising are my punishments now along with all the old ones. One day, when father and the boys were out, out of nowhere mother comes up with another evil little plan of her. She comes to me and sets one of the baby’s dirty diapers in front of my face and hisses at me "EAT IT". i shook my head desperately the fight back as she tries to smash my face into the poop. I brace my hands on the table and fight with all I have. But it wasn’t enough for mother’s superior strength. Mother whips her head around to notice father pulling in to the house she grabs a rag and throws it in my face and snares "GO CLEAN THE SHIT OF YOUR FACE". I know now in my heart that i truly HATE that woman.

chapter 2 as Mother

Oh, I love life. I have the best family ever. I love going a family dates. I adore cooking for my family and creating exotic food. One trip I remember the most was when we all went on a picnic and Steven and I would lie on the blanket and sip wine and watch our beautiful children play and explore. They can go too far, I need to keep an eye on my babies.

Chapter One

I love my mommy and yet at the same time I fear for my life when I’m around her. No food is the worst thing she does to me. My little brother’s breakfast scraps if I’m lucky. i would rather her hit me than her take away my food. My friends think im a bad kid cuz im always late, and they avoid me cuz I smell, and sometimes I get teased cuz my clothes are not as nice as theirs. For about a year now the nurse looks at my cut and bruises from mommy. But today was different. The principle even looked at me this time, but when I seen the police man I was really scared I cried and begged and pleaded for them not to call mommy. I didn’t want to be in trouble again, I thought to myself “more smacks and punches from mommy…or worse no food”. The police man walked me out to his car. The kids made fun of me. But the police man told me it was going to be ok. I asked him if I was going to jail, he told that I wasn’t in trouble. When we got to the big building he walked me inside, it was empty. We sat down and he told me he is going the call mommy. My I got cold chills and goose bumps. He told mommy I wasn’t coming home and then he hung up and said “now that wasn’t so bad was it?” He said that mommy wasn’t going to hurt me anymore. I started crying in rejoice… I’m free.