We live in Fear... every day of our live's.

We live in Fear... every day of our live's.

A Story by mae-mae<3

People say life goes on. I'm not sure that's true. But I do know this: No one can hurt me more than I already have been. My pain has started about ten years ago. We were visiting my family. I was three at the time. At my Aunt's house in Minnesota. My siblings and I were down in the basement when we heard a loud scream. Many "I love you's" Many "You're going to die now". I still remember this to this day. We ran upstairs, my brother first, to the screams I so very dread. We walk into the kitchen of an attempted murderist trying to choke my mother to death. This attempted murderist I call my own father. He has my mother against the sink grabbing at her throat. So my brother ran. He dialed the three numbers that saved my mother. So we ran. We ran out of the house from order's our aunt screamed to us. I sat on the porch and cried in the cold. Someone grabbed me and pulled me inside. We were brought upstairs and asked questions. My brother mostly, for my sister's were at the neighbors. I end up downstairs and I peek into the kitchen to see my father handcuffed to a dining room chair. He gave me this apologetic smile and looked down. Someone pulled me away and the rest is a blur.



Now I live in fear, hurt, and agony. I have no father. I don't know who I am. I don't want his name. I can't get that last image out of my mind...


I now flinch at loud noises and can't stand to be touched, even if it's just a hug, if I'm not expecting it. I don't want to live like this anymore. I live in fear.... all because of the attempted murderist I call my father...


© 2009 mae-mae<3

Author's Note

This is atrue story happening right before Christmas, which is just two weeks before my fourth birthday...

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Good story. Moving, touching. well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago

If I met you, I would hug you, even if you are afraid of that. Sorry, but I feel so bad for you!

Great story though.

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on January 31, 2009
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