Speak Out

I was born on September 11, 1993. I was abused so badly as a child that I was nearly killed three times. I would get beaten for having to use the restroom, if I was hungry or even if I wanted to speak. I was physically, mentally and emotionally abused until I was six years old. It finally came to an end one day when I showed up for first grade with a badly bruised face. The school counselor, Mrs. Angie, asked me what happened, and I told her. Later that week I was moved to my grandparents’ home where I lived until they passed away, and I am now living a healthy life with my aunt and uncle.  

Abused children often hide their feelings, but I recently discovered that if an abused child speaks to another abuse victim, they often open up. Being able to speak about their abuse relieves stress and anger, and you often see them release a sigh of relief. I now know I want to help other victims of abuse in any way I can.


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