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turtlescantwrite
October 23rd, 2013, 11:49 PM
Finally, the day came where my step dad rented a trailor in what i now realize was a not so nice trailor park. I was so excited though, I had my own room! what five year old wouldnt be excited?
My first time opening that door, there were two wasps in the bedroom.
My step dad began yelling at me to go in, but I absolutely refused to go inside, even with the threats.
Finally, I was able to go in after the window to the room was opened and the wasps flew out. I was amazed at the window, and stuck my head out and yelled to my brothers window, to which he responded and we started talking.
Then my brother was jerked from the window and I heard him screaming. seconds later, my step dad came in with a broken cooking wooden spoon, and laughed.
"I broke this while hitting your brother"
He took off my clothes and hit my back to my legs until he broke skin on my back side.
that night we had a family meeting in our new living room and he demanded we call him "Daddy".
He said since he was taking care of us, we had to.

person1212
November 7th, 2013, 10:41 PM
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Fallen_Eagle
November 9th, 2013, 11:05 AM
That's tough. My condolences!

phill1
November 9th, 2013, 04:06 PM
he was not a nice man