This is a story that not many will enjoy reading. It is my life at the very darkest point of my life.1
My mother never seemed to find the right guy she went from guy to guy in search of that one that she knew was out there some where. After she divorced my dad she got tangled up with a semi-wealthy man named Chris. At first he was all right didn't mess with us to much, but it didn't take us long to discover that Chris had a dark-side. He would go into violent spells. He would lock my sister and me into a closet for hours at a time. He would slice the tires on our van to keep my mom at home. I was beaten with wire, belts, bats, sticks, hoses, and what ever was in easy reach. Things only got worse Chris was the mayor of the town that we use to live in. No one suspected that he was hurting us. I was forced to wear jeans and long sleeves even in the summer to hide bruises. If I had a black eye he wouldn't let us out of the house. I endured 9 years of this kind of torture without a single person stopping to help me. 2
Relief finally came my 7th year at school. A nurse was doing a lice check on my class. When she saw the marks on my neck she took me into her office, and made me take my shirt off. She put medicine on my back. She cried the whole time I remember I kept asking her not to say anything. She called in the principal and the superintendent the looked at my arms and legs. They called the cops and within an hour my two sisters, my mom, and I were in a safe house.3
My mom divorced Chris not long after. It wasn't even a month after her divorce and she was dating a man named Bill. I was already screwed up from constant abuse. If anyone came at me with a hand raise, even if they weren't going to hurt me, I would cower like an abused dog. Bill turned out to as much of an ass-hole as Chris. He tried to kill my mom one night while drunk. I grabbed a butcher knife and stabbed him in the shoulder. He tried to get me back, but he was swinging wildly and only manged to scrape my arm. I had seven stitches, but it was worth it. My mom divorced him not long after he was put in jail. 4
I would like to say that that was the end of my troubles, but I guess life doesn't work that way. I spent two glorious years were it was just my sisters and my mom. We were so poor that at age fourteen I had to get a job just to pay for food, but we were happy. My grades improved and I started writing. Then my life once again took a turn for the worst. My mom met a guy named Troy at a basketball game. Two months later they were married. I was nervous around him terrified even. Troy would get drunk and then all hell broke lose. He would molest me when my mom was at work. I couldn't take it anymore I was ready to die than to live like this again. I got a rope and tied it to a high tree. I slipped my neck in and jumped. I was almost dead when the rope snapped. I couldn't even kill myself right the rope had been to thin to support my weight. A neighbor fond me and called the cops again I was put into a home.5
My mom divorced Troy two months later. Only to marry again I was so scared, but Randy was different he was nice and just a little protective. He became a friend and someone we could depend on. I am starting to recover. I still cut my arms and I still think about suicide now and then, but you can see the change in me. I can smile again.6
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This is a true story of my life. I have changed the names of those involved.
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It's not the story of your life.
It's the story of your life so far.
When you're a teenager, it is easy to visualize your current situation extending indefinately into the future. But that's not necessarily true. You don't have to grow up to be like your mother and make the same bad choices she did. You can be a completely different person.
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Awesome, but Sad
It breaks my heart to read your story. You are obviously stronger than your mom and I have no doubt you will go far in your life and not put up with any crap from anybody. You go girl!! Please don't hurt yourself --- a lot of people out there do care & you do matter.
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eh you caught some of them lol when i have some free time, i'll send you the whole story with the added commas and periods. you just have a few run-ons. nothing too serious
good luck!
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ok I think i've fixed most of those errors you mentioned can you please make sure for me?
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Wow, you've certainly been through a lot! I can't imagine going through that. Myself, I'm the child of my mother's second marriage, that's she's been in for 29 years now. I really think that your mother should have been more careful with the guys she picked, and seriously, any guy named Bill that I've ever met has been an asshole. (see my entry in this contest for an example of that). I'm glad the rope snapped, suicide is such a sad thing. God, I hope that you will be 18 soon (if you're not already) so that you can move out on your own. And I hope that things work out for you
Sincerely
Rainy
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OMG this is just wow. I can't believe all this happend to you. well i can cuz my friend is sorta well no where near this bad but lets just say she's not doing so well with her moms new husband. But yeah this was written great and i'm sorry you had to go through this. But i guess things will get better. I mean from what you said it seems to be getting better. But yeah great write and good luck.
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you're gunna be ok. too many kids call this the story of their life, abuse, alcohol, cutting, suicide. but it'll get better, one day it will. it's not better for me yet but it will
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OH MY GODDENESS IS ALL I CAN SAY IVE BEEN IN SUMTHING EXACTLY LIKE THIS..JUST REMEMBER IF U CAN HIDE EVERYTHING WITH A SMILE THEN LAUGH AND SMILE WHILE U HIDE YOUR TROUBLES.BECAUSE U CAN NEVER CHANGE THE PAST BUT PLEASE DONT RELIVE IT..
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wow... that just... wow. the story itself, that is. i mean, i can't believe all that could happen to one person. you're much stronger than i think most people could be in situations like those... and i'm glad you got the help you needed... that people always stepped in at just the right time, even if it doesn't seem it.
several grammatical problems, but when one is writing of their life (especially things like this), commas and periods go out the window as sentences run on. it's alright. good luck
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