Neveah's Story

I am Neveah and my mommy hurt me

Hi my name is Neveah and I am 4. I want to tell you a secret. my mommy hurt me really bad. she hits me a lot and always says that she doesn't love me. I don't know why. my daddy is a fighter and wears a camo suit. he is strong and he loves me. he said he would make it for me. him and my mommy yell and fight when my daddy is not in his camo suit. they say they hate each other. when my daddy isn't home my mommy invites people over and locks me in a closet. I started to cry because it was dark, I was hungry, and I wanted my daddy. when I said that I want my daddy I heared foot steps and then my mommy grabbed me, took me into her room, hit me a lot and mad me bleed from my nose and my eye not work right. when she was done she took me into my room and locked me in my closet again. the next day I woke up in a weird bed with my daddy next to me. I started to cry a little because he was crying. I asked were my mommy is and he said she was at home. I went home to mommy the next day with a big band-aid in my arm. The same people came over and I was duck-tapped to the chair with a binkie tapped to my mouth and I couldn't talk. My mommy and her friends laughed and threw hard stuff at me as I sat there crying. Why doesn't my mommy love me? I was took off the chair by a strang man and he and my mommy took me into her room and tapped me again to the wall so I was sitting on the top of her dresser. Then the strang man and my mommy did weird things under her blankets. she said she loved him more than she loved me. Why did my mommy say that? I though my mommy loved me. I went to say that I was hungry and that I was hurting but when ever I would make noise the strange man would hit me with a long cord that came off of my daddys lamp he got from his daddy. I was hit, kicked, and got things thrown at me. That night I remember the strange man and my mommy talking and then they started to hit, shake, punch, kick, and throw things again. then I remember it going short. My eyes went shut, my chest stoped moving and I remember hearing my daddys voice. Oh my daddys voice. He was really mad and my mommy and the strange man. I remember him picking me up and taking me away. I woke up in a room. Not just any room. A room with a man that had a beard and wings. He said I was safe. I asked him why I died and he said I was hurt but I know how. I had shaken baby syndrom, a colasp lung and several broken ribs. I am Neaveh and I was beaten by my own mother. Please stop child abuse. It doesn't feel good.