interact

stories

When I was 6 years old, I was abused by my dad until I was 11 years old. My mum knew nothing about it at first. When I was 11, I knew it was time for me to tell someone at school. I told a teacher, and the police and a social worker came to chat with me. I wasn't allowed home, cos the police were there, so I went to a temporary foster home. We went to court, I went with Mummy and a social worker came with us. I was only 11, but I had to speak to a camera, so wasn't actaully inside the main bit. dad was arrested, and went to prison for 9 years. He's still there to this day, as I'm 15 years old now.

Anyway, my Mummy commited suicide when I was 13 years old, I miss her dreadfully!!!! I wish I was dead sometimes!

I miss you so much Mummy...you can never replace my foster mum. I loved it when you gave me those 'hoover kisses', and your big cuddles. You squezzed so hard, that I thought my head my gonna pop off, and roll onto the floor. I felt secure when I was with you...Why did you take your own life? I'm hurting you know...I loved it when you picked me up from school, you would run up to me, and sweep me off my feet...all the other children were jelous. I can't remember many good things, and that hurts me the most. The memories of abuse are just to much, and it wipes out all the good times I had with you. I wish I was the one who died...I have tried several times like you, I will have no family to hurt, only foster parents, who think I'm crap, and are sick and tired of me. Don't have contact with dad cos I'm on a full care order. I miss you ever so much Mummy. I love you Mummy. I love you.....

Lots of love and cuddles and kisses,
Your daughter,
Sarah
xoxoxoxoxoxox

« back to stories