The hardships ive been through, the risks ive taken are what make me well me but i wish i wasnt me at all. It all began when the sexual abuse started. i was about 5 or 6 when it first happened. i remember getting pushed down a wooden staircase into the basement or getting kicked in the ribs. Sexual abuse was hed touch my chest or tie me to a chair and feel around. my most vivid memory i have was when he put his hand in my pans and felt around and then fingered me. i was fine for awhile till my grandma started to abuse me by pulling my hair or clawing my arm. Now im 13 and my moms fiance grabbed my hoody and choked me with it i couldnt breathe. i cry myself to sleep everynight. you wanna know the worst part the sexual abuse was done by my brother....
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