The Story Of My Life

Start of my life

1994 September 20

A chubby baby was born and Named Deanver Randel Raphael

I was a stupid kind of baby. I like to do stupid stuff like climbing stairs and fall (srsly I love falling)
Lets skip the baby part

I'm 4 years old and I already have a baby sister named Charlyne Grace. We both are idiots trust me, we always play together having fun but when I was 7 and my sister is 3, I started to get abuse by my Dad. He never pays attention to me ,sometimes hit me when I'm just doing casual things like any normal human do. It was a sad start of my middle school life.

8 years old
School was fun I've met a lot of friends but at home it was a nightmare. Kicked, Thrown, ABUSE. This kept on happening for weeks maybe months. I never shared these thoughts these feelings to any of my friends nor teachers. I was a happy kid at school but at home I just locked myself in my room and never go out if my dad was there. Grace my lil sister also get kicked at just a small age, I was the one who took the beating, I couldn't stand
looking at my sister like that she's just a kid. My mom is the opposite of my dad, she's nice and caring. She knows the things my dad do but she thinks its just temporary ITS NOT.

9 Years Old
Same damn thing happens over and over again never stopped never will. I was 9 and my mom gave me a gameboy its a small gaming console I used to love and play. But when my dad knows about the game, he SMASHED IT. I was sad depressed any other word you could think of. My mom and dad was fighting my lil sister is crying I was just standing there looking at the pieces that are left and just tears flowing no sound just tears.

10 Years Old
I have another baby sister named Glorie Natalie. I love her with all my heart I would always stay with her at night to see if my dad would hit her or something. Once I left her alone my dad came and slap her over and over again and this happened when she is 3 years old. We all are abuse, never been love, my mom couldn't bring herself to divorce with him.

11 Years Old

Like I said same old thing. It was my birthday and guess what? My dad birthday is on September too. Soo that time of year I would share my birthday with my dad (ik crazy right?) But that year when I was 11 It was a birthday that can never be forgotten. My dad was drunk and when I was sitting on the couch eating. He walked to me and said "Hey Useless go be useful for once and bring me some beer" I'm already used too being called Useless and such so after a few minutes I brought back a bottle of wine and gave it to my dad. You Wouldn't Believe what he did next. He hit me in the head with the bottle, I was unconscious. I was in a coma for 3 days. When I woke up the first thing I see was my lil sisters jumping happily as they see me woken up as for my mom she was crying with tears of joy and my dad looking at me with a dissapointed look. I know what is he thinking, "Why isn't he dead? "

12 Years Old
Yup its that time of year where evry twelve year old faces the big test. I was a gamer back then and I love to play games with my friends just bcuz of that my dad thinks I'm not learning hard enough so he locked me in my room and didn't even bring me some food. I was starving and Ya know I like jumping? So I jumped out of the window and ran to my friends house. When I arrived there ,my friends dad gave me some food and I ate it like I was a bear. After a while my mom and dad came, my mom has a worried face on while my dad was ready to kill me. When we arrived home, the first thing I get is a belt. After the beating, I wouldn't go out of my room starving or not. Lets skip to the big test. I was ready to do it with all my heart and soul, and to my surprise and effort I got straight A's. I was soo happy to let my mom see my test. My mom was proud but my dad says the same thing like he always had for my whole life "You useless piece of shit"

Ok thats enough for now
Next chapter is about my teenage life. Thats all for now

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