Hm.. 2

ok... I don't know how much further I can go now but I know that I need to get it written down eventualy... Its been over a year and I still wake up every night in panik, thought now I manage to keep quiet... I still need to go and make sure my family is safe... thought I know that they are now it's like I can't believe it...

so from were I stoped yesterday...
he sure did as he said... he made all his threats true. he grabbed me by ma arm and pulld me out of the room... it realy hurt I remembre I had bruises left there the other day, but than again they were my smallest problem... as we were out of the kitchen he didn't bother anything more he just hold me around my waiste and started to beat me... I guess I didn't cry out in pain fast enaugh or anything because he soon stopped some moments, but didn't let go of me... I wasn't able to see what he did, but I relised soon enaugh... he took hes belt off... after he was done with me I wasn't able to sit for some days... I didn't realy know what to think at first, after all we were 3 girls one of us a baby, we were lucky to be able to stay together... and then again mabe it was just an acsidend anyway... so finaly I got all my gut together to try to talk to my fostermother and explain to her what realy happend... yeah but that didn't went well eather... she just hold with an evel grip around my elbow her nails cutting thru my skin... she got realy quiet and told me i shouldn't even question his or her desicion... after she hit me some times she stardet to walk me to our room al the time keeping on making my pain worse... she walkt to our closet with her hand still in place lowerd her mouth to my ear and told me I would realy regret it if I'd ever question there aktions again... after that she opend the closet and left me in there...
my sister let me out a little later, when she found out... I was frightend that she would get in trouble for that but I had an Idea... I manupulated the lock so I could have opend it from inside...
there were other incidents befor but smaller ones and were I realy knew that what we did was wrong... but this... from that moment on I knew we weren't safe there...I didn't take it that much longer... tried to get help to get us out of there... only at the beginning i was thinking that we were at least together and that I was able to protect my sisters... didn't take long to realice that I couldn't do that 24/7 so I tried to get help but hm... they decided I lied and my fosterparents were treating us right... and my bruises came just from sports and probably some fighting at school... so I shouldn't try to get out of trouble with such a bad lie... and yeah I really regretted to try to get out of there... so after a wihle I stoped even bothering to try...

I'm out of there now thanks to a pneumia... sure they were beating me anyway but after my twin called a doctor because I was unconscios nobody was able to denie anything... and I had luck with the doctor... she saw my scars and the bruises and knew where they came from, I was still in a coma then and staied like that for 3 weeks but as it turned out my sisters were out of there the same time I was so I guess having health problems can be a realy good thing
only one other person believed me befor that except of my older sis of course but she wasn't aloud to see us that often... but now my class teacher was a teacher asistent at that time and she believed me unfortunally she was tould she would learn to see when she was being munipulatet in time...
to be honest she Is my only teacher I cant munipulate by now... all the others basicly let me do as I pleace...

I feal like crap now... but in a kind of good way... it's like what had been wakeing me up for over a year now is just becomeing lighter ...
SamPrue SamPrue
16-17
1 Response May 25, 2012

this is one of the worst child abuse stories i've ever heard