My whole world

Chapter 5

TW : PHYSICAL ABUSE DONT READ IF YOU FEEL SENSITIVE TO THIS TOPIC
Karas backstory
I don't have any siblings, well not any that I know of. I lived with my biological parents and my biological grandma and aunt. I wasn't treated well at all. My whole life growing up I was treated like a slave. Even though I was so young I was always punished. The bad thing is none of my biological parents were drunk or high but my aunt was most of the time. My parents weren't home much they were always out so I stayed with my grandma. She made me clean the house and get her stuff. I wasn't fed properly to the fact I was underweight.

My neighbors noticed it but they didn't have any concrete proof so they kept an eye on me. When I was 4 I was able to understand better so I got harder jobs to do, by that time my dad had lost his job but my mom still worked in a gas station. When I didn't do something right or fast enough I would get beat or whipped sometimes even both. I would get thrown insults in my face all the time and I would be bruised a lot. One time when I was 5 they got so mad at me I had to sleep in the dogs house in the yard, it wasn't the first time I had to sleep outside just the first time where people could actually see. I didn't have a blanket or anything. When my neighbors saw me in the freezing winter they called social services on me. I got removed out of the family straight away and stuck into a group home. I was put into therapy, for about 5 years so until I was 10. But I got bounced around group homes a lot because no one wanted to take me in.

Then a year after I went from group home to group home, I got here. I was terrified and fragile at the beginning, I didn't grow up with love from parents. I never talked in the group homes because I would always get beat when I said something. That's why I didn't talk at first until I grew close to you and mom. She already knows the details because of therapy and my social worker. I also never went to school so that's why I was so bad at fitting in when I first started. I had a rough childhood and I was always afraid of being in a home with a dad in it, that's why no one wanted me but when they found you and mom they placed me right in and now I'm here and I couldn't be happier.

This is my story it's sad yeah but now I'm happy and I barely remember anything, those are just things I was told by Mom or my social worker.