Hi, My name is Isaac. I am 10 years old and I have autism. I have been living with my Aunt and uncle for 5 years. My parents had died in a car crash when I was 5 years old. So I moved in with My Aunt and uncle because social services were having capacity shortages.
Things were going well At first. But things took a huge turn for the worse when I was 10 years old. My Aunt Hanna and Uncle Brian were party people. They would go out for hours on end partying with their friends. When they would get home, they would yell at me for not doing anything productive in the house.
They would yell at me for just sitting around in my room watching Gabby's Dollhouse on Netflix all the time. They would judge me for watching Gabby's Dollhouse. They think I have an obsession with Gabby's Dollhouse from Netflix.
My Aunt and uncle would get mad at me over simple things like not cleaning up after myself or playing with my electronic devices when I am supposed to be doing homework. This is how my life has been for the past 5 years.
I loved Gabby's Dollhouse ever since I was 3. I would watch it every day on Netflix. One day, I was watching an episode of Gabby's Dollhouse. Things were going just fine until my Aunt and uncle stormed into my room. I realized that they have found out that my grades were bad.
Hanna: Isaac, we got a call from the principal of your school and he said that you failed all of your classes in school! What is your deal?! Brian: Tell us the truth and you better not lie to us or we will hurt you! My Aunt and uncle were furious with me.
Me: I, I listen to the teacher and do the assignments in class. I said this in a shaky voice. Then My Uncle Brian yelled at me. Brian: No you don't! You just sit there and play games on the computer when you are supposed to be doing your work!
Brian: Stop using the computer for games! That's not what it's used for! The computer is only supposed to be used for school purposes only! Me: I know that. I just like doing that for fun. It's how I am. I said this as I started to cry.
Brian: Stop crying! You are 10 years old. Me: I can't help it. You guys are hurting me! Hanna: We are trying to teach you a lesson! Then, my aunt and uncle pushed me off of the bed. Me: Ow! Why would you do that to me?! Hanna: stay off of the stupid computer!
Then, my Aunt and uncle slapped me across the face for lying. Hanna: Tell us the truth now or we will stab you with a knife! Me: I, I, I. I was trying to get my words out but I was too scared of what my Aunt and uncle were gonna do to me.
Brian: Are you going to stand there and stare at us like we're stupid?! A few minutes later, I still couldn't answer them. Brian: Hanna, get a knife from the kitchen since he won't answer me! My Aunt went downstairs and grabbed a big knife. Then, Brian stabbed me in the arm. Me: Ow! I screamed in pain and agony.
Then I was crying at this point. Brian: Answer us when we ask you a stupid question! Go to your room! We don't want to see you for the rest of the day. Hanna: You are a total disgrace to our family! Hanna: We wish you lived on the streets! My Aunt really hurt my feelings which made me feel worse.
Me: I thought you loved me. You were supposed to take care of me. Brian: No! You don't pay attention to anything! All you do is sit upstairs watching your dumb show Gabby's Dollhouse all day and do absolutely nothing!
Me: There's nothing wrong with Watching Gabby's Dollhouse. Some people like that show. Hanna: No! You're obsessed with it! That show is for 5 year olds! You are 10 years old for god sake! We have had enough of you! Then, they threw me into my side drawer. It hurt a lot.
Me: Ow! Why would you do that! Now I have bruises all over me! I started crying again. Brian: Well, maybe if you would stop using your school computer for games instead of school work, we would have not have to hurt you all of the time. We are so tired of you not listening! Stay in your room!
Me: God! I can't stand my Aunt and uncle treating me like a worthless 10 year old. I have had enough of my Aunt and uncle yelling at me! I want to be a normal and happy kid! But I can't! I was crying in my bed due to emotional stress. I decided enough was enough. I decided to run away from home.
Me: I can't stand my Aunt and uncle treating me like a worthless 10 year old child. I'm running away from home. I want to live a Normal and happy life. I decided to pack all of my things and make my way downstairs. Just then, my Aunt and uncle noticed me with my suitcase.
Brian: Hey! Where do you think you're going? Me: I'm running away from you guys! You guys always yell at me for simple things and hurt me! I'm tired of it! I just want to live a happy life and be a happy kid! But you guys have been hurting me for the past 5 years! I can't stand it!
Hanna: Fine! If you want to run away then run away! We never loved you! Brian: We are tired of you not listening to us and just staying in your room all day watching that stupid show Gabby's Dollhouse on Netflix!
Get all of your things and get out of our sight! We never want to deal with you again! Then, Brian slapped me with the belt. Brian: If you love the show Gabby's Dollhouse so much, why don't you just live with Gabby and her cat friends in her Dollhouse for all we care!
Hanna: We never want to see you again! Get out of here you little Gabby's Dollhouse jerk! Then, I walked out of their house crying. Then, My Aunt and uncle slammed the door behind me.
I made my way across the street and toward a big patch of woods a few yards away from the street. I sat my suitcase down and cried. Me: Why do my Aunt and uncle have to be extremely mean to me? I want to live a happier life. I was so upset. I couldn't stand my Aunt and uncle always hurting and abusing me. I just Sat on a log crying.
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