I received the following post from Birdy and encourage you to share here to help others her age. She was responding to the child abuse poem, My name is Bobby:
that was an amazing poem, so moving , but how could anyone do such a thing to their children.
But i must say i relate to this. My step~father would come home from work and take all his anger out on my mother and sisters that i just couldn’t take it no more. I would make them go up stairs when it was time to come home and i would get all the beatings my family hated it, my friends were always worried for me. Sometimes it got so bad i could move for days or even open my eyes because they swollen shut. I even had fix my self up cover up marks and bruises with makeup so teachers won’t get suspicious. Until my best friend got so scarred when he broke five of my ribs dislocated my shoulder and broke my jaw that i couldn’t cover my self up that she had to help me with everything. she eventually called the police on him right when he going to kick me again. i was sent to the hospital after that and was in their for two hole weeks in the bed.
So i understand what some kids are going though and let me say if you are going though this situation tell somebody don’t do what i did.
i’m 15teen know and my step`father was sent away 3 yrs ago. love you all