still under his spell, i spouted lies to cover up for dad. "i had a fling with a local lad." i told mum. yet as my bump grew, my maternal instincts stirred.
"i dont care how this baby was made ill still love it" i vowed.
i was going to be a mummy. then sadly my precious son was still born.more heart break. did it prevent dad raping me. if only.
within months i was pregnant yet again.
and on 26 october i gave birth to my little boy kris.
"i love you"i said swearing to protect him and care for him.give him the childhood id been deprived of. but to do that i needed to get away from dad.
he wouldnt let me go though."my heart will give out if you leave" he said "if it doesnt ill kill myself".
hard to believe, but the guilt meant i stayed put.
i cooked for dad, cleaned.slept with him each night. like i was his wife.
ignoring the sick reality, i just focused on my love and energy on kris.
but days before his third birthday, kris was rushed to hospital with pneumonia.
tragically, he didnt come home again.
sorry this part was short but i didnt have time to do alot ill update soon thanks guys byeeeee.xxxxx
love you all.xxxxxxxxxx
