1. Becca striker

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It's as if I am seeing things, like another world. Sometimes I can see myself sleeping at night through another persons eyes. I just dont know whats happening.My mother put me in a insane Islam cause she thought I was crazy. Am I? we're all crazy in are minds.

At night I cry for no apparent reason. as I shiver its watching me I know it is. I geuss im supposed to talk to a therapist. I tell them my dreams of me dying, and I tell them about the thing thats watching me at night. How I talk to it sometimes and that it gets mad at me for not talking to it. She didnt believe me. Nobody does. My mom left me here for 3 years she doesn't visit cause I "embarrass" her infront of her friends and are family. My name is Becca Striker and this is my story.

My father died in a car crash before I was even born. My mom was left with me. when she found out my dad died she drank while she was pregnant with me. I geuss thats part of the reason why im here. I was born pre-mature and they had thought I would die before I was 11 months due to because of my kidney failure. My mom didnt really care. After 6 months past I got a kidney. I could finally go home.

4 years later.....

when I was 4 I remember when my mom leaving me home every night just to go party or to go off with some random guy whom she met that night. When she got home she wouldnt feed me or spend anytime with me like a normal mom would. she would get home and yell at me for making a mess. Then she locked me in the closet and leave me in there for weeks tops it off. Finally someone reported my mom and they took me away.

5 years have past and my mom got me back.

At the age of  11 I came back home. The first few days was great. She acted like a real mom. She didn't treat me like trash, and we did fun activities together. I actually thought she changed.

She still went out with her friends, but she didn't lock me up, and she did feed me. It seemed like she actually loved me again, That is until he came.

My mom was dating a guy named Mason. He seemed pretty normal. He had kids, and was once married. But something was off about him. He would stare at me weird and he gave off a creepy feeling when I was around.

I didn't like him.

I told my mom but she just said that I didn't know anything. That I was still a "kid" and that I didn't understand.

A month had past with her dating him, and that's when he became touchy. He would touch my hair and when I was watching TV he would come in and practically be sitting on me. He would rub my leg, and sometimes my arms.

I told my mom again about how I didn't trust him, but she gave me the same thing as last time. " I was just a kid, I couldn't possibly know what I was talking about." speech.

The same things continued and finally one night he raped me. He raped me while my mom was at work.

When I told my mom what happened she completely exploded. Saying I stole her man. She then became abusive again. She didn't listen to me and she drank a lot. She made me eat the moldy food, and she made fun of me when she was with her friend's. It was everything she did to me when I was younger all over again. But this time it was worse.

I was Molested by her friends, and she just watched. She watched when I needed her most, she didn't care about me. No one did.

I was bullied at school to, The kids would make fun of me for wearing the same thing over and over again. And how I wasn't clean, and how I always had bruises on my body.

The kids actually started a thing called the "Becca touch" Where if one of them touched me they had to pass it on to someone else. It was horrible.

My life was horrible.

I hated everything about my life.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 18, 2014 ⏰

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