Well i am only like 18 right now and have come far frome what i have been through.I would just say i have got out and in some stick situations.I have been abused for atleast five years of my life a lil more but it was a bad thing and dont want to tell yet.I have hated my adopted father.
At the age of two i was taken away from my real mother.I have a brother but he realy was never around.I hated it man.I always wanted to hang out with him but he used to always say"We do big boy things and your not getting in ."lol i know and to think i used to look up to the guy.On the good days we used to like go to the park.He used to hav one of his friends with him at all times.He never would ever play games with me.It was like noe one carred for me..I think i have always have that fealing.In time i think it will go away.I was young at the time when it first started and becam realy scared of the dark.I would always put my dresser in front of my door so the bad man would not come in and play with me.I really dont like bad men.It's even hard to talk to men anymore.Im realy uncomfortable with it.Well back we go .....The family that adopted us were slave drivers i think cause sometimes it felt like it.I mean from like age two my dad used to tuch me in places i do not wish to speak about.I used to sit in the back of the class.I hated going home knowing that i was going to get beat and raped when ever my dad we out and got drunk.Which was like most of the time.I tryed to do anything in my power to get out.When i was bad i used to get grounded to my room and could not come out to eat and i wasent alowed to eat in my room so i was s**t out of luck.I was givin a jar to pis in and i had to dump it out my window so the smell would not sit in my room.I would clean my room and something would be off and my dad or my mom would trash my room and tell me to do it all over again.. If you want more just ask im willing to let someone know my story...
i am aaron
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