When my dad stated abuseing me I was 3. He was ether mad or drunk. I would scream in pain. He would not stop. This happened for weeks but he did it to my brother once a week. For 10 weeks I was ether slapped,dragged or,sometimes a mild rape. Nothing to bad. ALL he did was slap my brother. My brother knew what was happening but he didn't tell my mom. He knew if he did he would get hit more. But at night he would bandage my cuts and put ice on my bruises. And for when he did mind rape that when it drew the line. He stood up to my dad. And right when he was about to hit him i already new what the pain felt like so my mom came home to him slapping me and my brother told her everything. After that she kicked him out and his side of the family icealted then self from the family.😭
