2007

2007...
Not the first time I experienced something TRAGIC...but one of many occasions.
I remember as if it were yesterday...
when my mother announced her nephew would be moving in with us until he was back on his feet (he had just came over to US from Mexico). I thought nothing of it, I was young and clueless...so unprepared for the next 2 years of pure hell.
Three bedroom apartment.. mine in the middle... my parents on the left my mothers nephew on the right. Mother worked three jobs to support the family, & my father an abusive alcoholic who didnt provide. On many occasions I was left home under my fathers “care”. What care? He was always passed out in his bedroom. My mothers nephew took FULL advantage of this. Here he comes again..entering my room as I’m sleeping.. or pretending to be... hes touching me again... WHY ME?
Sure I could have yelled for help.. but to who? my passed out drunk of a father? Or do you have no idea the fear a girl feels in this position.. if I yell .. what will happen to me? Kill me? Hit me? Silence let this man hurt me for TWO full years. Can’t even wash the dam dishes in my house because here he comes standint behind me grabbing my not yet fully developed breasts. What the hell is going on in his mind? He Is FAMILY... family is not suppose to do this to you!!!!! *anger in voice* I go to school.. head down.. I feel ASHAMED. I’m not pure anymore. I’m BROKEN. Take a look at my wrists... pretty right? 2009... I run away.
I shouldve never left a note because they found me. I’m tired of questions “why?” “what did we do wrong?” .. MOM HE HURT ME .. TWO YEARS!! I cant take it... *heavy breathing* Time To Spill The Beans..your nephew is a f*****g coward mom. Great, they dont believe me...

Once again.. another tragic ending~
...Abby’s Tragic Ending.