I Was Molested by My Stepfather

My life suddenly worsened when I was 14 years old. I need to become an adult when I am 14 years old. When I was two years old, my mother got divorced from my biological father, so I had no father. A child raised without a father is very uncomfortable. I am always confused and I wonder why I have to take my grandfather to dance / female dance. An unethical behavior took place in my family.

When I was nine years old, I was harassed by my stepfather. One night I slept in the room, my older sister is on my full size bed. I quietly entered the room, my hands are my pajamas shorts. . . . When he finished, he grabbed my sister and took her to my mother's bedroom so she could sleep with them. This is what he explained in our room late at night. When I was waiting for you to comfort them, he stood at our door in the kitchen and kept asking me why I tell a lie. I have been repeating until my grandmother arrives at our house, I am not, I am standing in the kitchen. When she arrived, they listened to my story and decided that it was time to leave soon. Later, my mother decided to pin the board on the wall, so I was able to use it to lock the door in my bedroom. I would like to lock the door handle so that he will not go out. It is a little too late.

When I was 5 years old, my mother got married to a man who lived until his death. My stepfather had bothered me till the age of 13 when we were waiting at the hospital parking lot. My mother took us to the motel as my stepfather played terribly badly when I was about eight years old. Mother told me she had no choice: she could not support us alone. When I was eleven years old, one of my cousins ​​told me that my stepfather bothered me. My mother packed me with my sister for a few days, but my stepfather swore to stop it again, and we returned a few weeks later. I have stopped talking for a while, I have only ambiguous memory of the next two years.

One day, when I was fifteen, I returned home from school and heard the sound of a splash and a scream. I went to the bathroom on the second floor and found my stepfather holding my mother's head under the water. I immediately ran through my parents 'bedroom, grasp the stepfather' s gun under the pillow and shot it behind my head. When the police arrived, Brian and my mother were declared dead on the scene. "Hello?" I still want to get up. "Yes, my boss is on behalf of James, how are you doing?" I crouched and tried to focus on the darkness around me. "I am doing very well with James, what can I do for you?" I politely asked. "I would like to tell that Mrs Jammer's body was buried in Milly Elizabeth's cemetery," James explains.