Memory Pages

Memories of my life that will have
TRIGGERING information within the stories.

So If your not in a safe place please back out now!

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I remember one day hurting myself while playing on the play ground at

school. My head was bleeding but I wasn't concerned about my head. I

went inside to try an get the blood off my sweater which was (mint green)

new. My teacher Ms. Yost came in asking me if I was ok. I told her I had

to get the blood off my sweater or my parents were going to beat me.

She cleaned me up an called my mother. She came an she was actually

concerned about my head. She took me to the Dr. I had to get 2 stitches an she

passed out.

I always said I lost part of my brains that day. I was never the same since

in my mind. Why I don't know my grades started going down an I

changed completely.

I was always made fun of in school cause of my Southern accent. They

called me the Hillbilly or Cootie Bug.

I started taking Valiums at the age of 11.

In the fourth grade I got a paddling for paper work my parents had to sign.

My teacher called me a liar saying I forgot it on purpose to avoid my

parents from seeing it. I kick a boy cause he hit me. I laughed in her face

when she hit me an I told her it didn't hurt.

From the 5th grade I always wore pants. I never understood why till now.

It was to cover up the marks from my beatings.

My brother started molesting me right before I turned 12. We were

in the barn on the back acre. He made a game out of it. He never

penetrated me. Mostly making me do Oral.

We moved into the house they had bought. There was a closet under the

stairs that was big enough for my dad an my sister to share. When my

parents left us alone we would play this game with my sister where my

brother an I would hide something in the closet locking the door from the inside.

But we really was having sex. When it was just me an him he would lay on

the couch an make me do oral on him.

This went on till I was in the middle of my 8th grade. When two boys ask

me if they could 69 er me. I ask them what that was an they told me.

I knew what my brother was doing was sex. This destroyed me. I put a stop

to it then. Later on when we had company from TN come up I had to sleep

in my brothers room. He tried to do it again. I told him to get off me or I

was going to scream.

I was always very religious. Anytime the church doors was open I was there.

I was a Artistic child, I never liked school, I got into several fights but

always won.

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