Hello! I adopted this story from bigdreamer1597. My name is Meforeverandalways. I was abused when I was younger. But I'm not here to tell you my life story. I'm here to tell this story. But,if suspect abuse or know someone is being abused PLEASE call the child abuse hotline! Thanks so much ❤ I will be tweaking a few things in the story. I'm sorry if you don't like it but thats how it's gonna be.
Four years old with my back to the door.
I ran into my room and slammed the door behind me. I sat down in front of the door and burst into tears. I was so tired of this! They fought all the time. I was only four! Why couldn't they just stop! For my sake if not their own.
All I could here was the family war
I opened the door slightly only to see my father with my mother backed up in a corner with tears streaming down her face. Dinner wasn't ready when he came home. That's why.
Your selfish hands always expecting more
I heard my father stalk down the stairs probably to 'cool down' with a beer and ESPN on the television. I ran into my moms room and wrapped my arms around her and we both cried.
Am I you child or just a charity ward?
(Time skip -Kim is now 15)
It been 5 years since we've spoken last
It's been 5 years since my mom and I went to live with my aunt in Seaford. I try my best not to think about my past. My mom decided that she had had enough and finally in the middle of the night grabbed me and left.
And you can't take back what we never had
She never had the guts or the money to get a divorce, so we live I'm fear of my dad coming to get his wife and daughter. So this is the story of my life. The heartbreak, hope, pain and suffering.