The Child

6

It was my birthday. I was 6 I was abused every other weak since the first night but the details are to grin and to painful to tell right now.I woke up, excited? Happy?joyfully its my birthday? No. I stayed in my bedroom. Then my dad came in with a birthday cake, and a card. I opened the card.(he was drunk) and it was coupons for gross, well sex. He thought it was moms birthday and that she was... Me. There was a candle saying 29. But I went along with it because it was a cake that was store bought in the discount isle. One he was sobered up, I heard him yelling at my mom to use one of the coupons. She said she had no idea what he was talking. Then he ran into my room saw them on my table and dragged me onto the ground and kicked me and lifted me to my feet while I'm slouched over in pain."WHY DID YOU TAKE THESE JASON!?" He yelled with anger. I added in fear " I didn't" then he threw me on my bed and locked my door with a key. I lay there in pain, whispering my screams of fear while the wind blows through my window. I hear tears falling for the rest of the night.

I woke up and my rib was bruised. I woke up by laying on my rib I forgot that the door was locked, so when I couldn't open i started screaming... And no one was home. I sat on the ground and saw that there was not from my mom that said

"Hi Jason,its mommy. If you get out mommy won't be there. Mommy is gone and I love you baby boy. Stay safe and be good. Dont tell the police. I choose to. Just... Just don't go in the closet sweetie. Love mommy."

I didn't understand so I sat on my holding my stomach because of pain and being hungry. When my dad got home he unlocked my door and then walked in the closet where he found my mom hanging. He blamed me and said I pushed her to kill herself. I was 6