Born into this cruel world I once thought was without reason.I was born to a mother who hated me wanted me dead,A mother who drank her life away daily through the form of Barton Vodka and cases of draft.I had a older brother who was spared the abuse,he recieved it but he escaped because of her choice to leave him one cold December day with his father.Since then he was okay but he was damaged partially.I know it had to hurt him for his mother to abandon him and go her way and sell her body for a simple drink.It was sad.Now might I say I lived with her for so long.I remember long ago how I was innocent.How I was a child,but those days were lost when I was 7. But through the pain and horror I gained so much.Let me go over some of these virtues I've recieved.
"Gender Irritation"
I was young trying to be in school to learn to escape a life of living in a trailer park with a woman who allowed me nto touch me.To allow the rapture of my very body for a amusement.To allow those cruel fingers to hold and bar me and take my very existance away.I remember it all to well.Daily it happened and daily she would beat me for her heartless fun.my body was a playground for the sick and perverted.For overa year I remember those horrid thoughts as these sick men violated me.Tore me up inside.I remember that I dreamed at night of how I would never be like those cruel men,to hurt a child and take so much.
"Prelude"
Now with those years of juse sexual abuse I have gained the format of a strength of being able to trip the lies from truth.I am strong as a since I will eternally protect the innocence of the world's youth.Never to allow a child pain.I will fight to protect that virtue.I have bled for it many times and hurt for the right to protect others rights.I think its a little reason I am with Amnesty International.I believe in humanity.
"Abusive Bloodline"
Now another part was my mother abuse.She always took her anger out on me for I was small and weak towards her.She knew I was memble and quiet and thus I was the suited Heir to take the pain.Drink after drink and tast after taste she grew bolder and bolder to lay her hands upon my throat,To sit there and beat me with a multi-variety of weapons.belts 2x4,cords anything really to make sure I would suffer.I endured it all,because I loved her but hated her.I knew it wasnt right but I didn't nreak and sneak of to admitt what was going on.I took years ofthe abuse and never told a soul .Had to wear hoodies and cover the wounds with clothing.For it was truely difficult.I mena bruises covering the body cuts on the body.I was so young and yet I still attempted suicide by the age of 8.I addicted to self mutilation.I would damage my body just as my mother did.It was taking the pain away,taking it all all away with the moment of a cut.I am scarred heavily but I wear them proudly.
"prelude"I
will strike down those who raise a hand to harm a child.I have alot of hatred inside me for abuseto children and I will release that upon a sole person who dares defy honor of a adult to harm a child no matter what.I I have grown to evaluate this very memory as valor and honor.
Tune in next week for the finale.........
"Gender Irritation"
I was young trying to be in school to learn to escape a life of living in a trailer park with a woman who allowed me nto touch me.To allow the rapture of my very body for a amusement.To allow those cruel fingers to hold and bar me and take my very existance away.I remember it all to well.Daily it happened and daily she would beat me for her heartless fun.my body was a playground for the sick and perverted.For overa year I remember those horrid thoughts as these sick men violated me.Tore me up inside.I remember that I dreamed at night of how I would never be like those cruel men,to hurt a child and take so much.
"Prelude"
Now with those years of juse sexual abuse I have gained the format of a strength of being able to trip the lies from truth.I am strong as a since I will eternally protect the innocence of the world's youth.Never to allow a child pain.I will fight to protect that virtue.I have bled for it many times and hurt for the right to protect others rights.I think its a little reason I am with Amnesty International.I believe in humanity.
"Abusive Bloodline"
Now another part was my mother abuse.She always took her anger out on me for I was small and weak towards her.She knew I was memble and quiet and thus I was the suited Heir to take the pain.Drink after drink and tast after taste she grew bolder and bolder to lay her hands upon my throat,To sit there and beat me with a multi-variety of weapons.belts 2x4,cords anything really to make sure I would suffer.I endured it all,because I loved her but hated her.I knew it wasnt right but I didn't nreak and sneak of to admitt what was going on.I took years ofthe abuse and never told a soul .Had to wear hoodies and cover the wounds with clothing.For it was truely difficult.I mena bruises covering the body cuts on the body.I was so young and yet I still attempted suicide by the age of 8.I addicted to self mutilation.I would damage my body just as my mother did.It was taking the pain away,taking it all all away with the moment of a cut.I am scarred heavily but I wear them proudly.
"prelude"I
will strike down those who raise a hand to harm a child.I have alot of hatred inside me for abuseto children and I will release that upon a sole person who dares defy honor of a adult to harm a child no matter what.I I have grown to evaluate this very memory as valor and honor.
Tune in next week for the finale.........
nurse_kaotic:
(jaw hits floor) Holy shit thats deep 