Just Behave

Back to the beginning

I'm sure most of you know how most stories start with some beautiful girl in a magical land but this is no Fairy Tail, to properly tell you my side of the story I have to take you back to the very beginning, it all began with a mom and four kids.
The mom Tabitha, the eldest sister Jessica, the eldest brother Travis, then there's Christina and then we get to the youngest Melissa
Tabitha left her hometown, everything she knew for something better for herself and her kids, but what she didn't know is she would soon follow the same path her mother did, she would meet some guy, fall head over heels with him and without thinking, she would pack up her kids and move them in with this guy to a new city a new state new home.
At first everything would seem perfect the perfect place the perfect house the perfect man the perfect father, finally her dream come true the perfect family she's always wanted, but then everything changed he became angry irrational he would get mad at the slightest of things and it was only just the beginning of how bad things were going to get for them. I wonder if Tabitha knew if she would have never gone, if she would have never trusted, would everything have been different that's one thing we'll never get to know...

Everything seemed to change once he got his new job, their house got built and Tabitha got to be to stay at home mother she'd always wanted to be just as things couldn't have been more perfect. He would come home drunk and mean he would say things that were rude at first it became the new normal after a while, just as things seem to calm down everything would change again and he would get worse and he would get meaner at first it was just at Tabitha, then slowly over time he became aggressively mean to everyone in the house even the pets that we had, (I must tell you that everything you will read is from my account and my account alone, I don't know any of the other point of views that may be a little bias, so if you would still like to know more please keep reading) I'm going to start off with taking you back to the very first Christmas I remember now I must tell you I remember being around 4, we are all sitting at the dinner table having a nice dinner when all of a sudden I just remember a food fight starting it was one of the funnest things I think I'd ever take a part of it as a kid I remember just laughing it was great, up until the point that my step dad Tim opened up the door from work, he started yelling about how we were ungrateful and how we didn't deserve anything that we'd gotten for Christmas that year and how he couldn't ever expected to walk into this we were just the worst kids in the world he sent us to bed, we weren't allowed to finish eating we weren't allowed to open presents the next morning we had to pretend that Christmas wasn't happening. I think it was one of the most traumatic things I went through as a child but sadly that would only be the beginning.
I can't tell you for sure how old I was in most of the stories that I'm going to tell you throughout this, but one thing I can tell you is that the stories with my stepdad Tim in it I was from the ages of zero to six, I suggest if you're going to read any further than this you might want to get comfortable, and you might want to have some tissues next to you these stories are a little hard to hear they were hard for me to tell it first.
I remember the first time I felt completely safe it would also be the last time I felt completely safe for the first 9 years of my life, most moms are supposed to protect and love and care for their kids my mom did the exact opposite in any situation she could, now I don't blame her for them now but I used to and you might too.
The first time I felt comfortable and completely safe I was sitting at my best friend's house for some context of how our house is laid out let me tell you really quick, I lived about 5 hours away from Oklahoma City I had a gas station and three houses including mine and nothing else around us for miles and miles, so my best friend and I were really close and when the first time I got lice it had been from her house my step dad got belligerently mad and told me I was never allowed to be over there ever again it's never allowed to step foot in their house and I was never allowed to talk to her, it broke my spirit my heart it shattered me but luckily my mom did step in once and tell him no, so they agreed that I was allowed to go over into the fence but not into the house that was the last time I ever felt completely safe. The first time I ever got seriously injured I remember it so clearly I was running over to my best friend's house, and my brother Travis was in front of me he didn't see me I was very small kid, and he slammed the gate behind him to keep the dogs in and the gate slammed on my face I got a rusty nail into the right side of my left eye and it was excruciating, I can still remember how it felt when they pulled it out of my face I can remember the look on the doctor's face, we need to ask me if I could still see in my answer was yes, I can't imagine any kid going through half the things that I went through and I feel bad for the people and the Reckoning that they have coming towards them who hurt me when I was younger or in fact hurts any kid anytime it's a Despicable thing to do. I'm sorry if I jump off topic I promise you will get all the facts and the stories.