Chapter 7 - David

Mother and Father have split up for good. What am I going to do with out him? All of these beatings could only get worse. I started to believe there was no god for me, but one night i prayed for mother to become sick, and to my surprise the next morning she was sick, and she had to lay on the couch all day long. Could I win this? Could I still defeat mother without father being around? Before father left for good, mother made Thanksgiving dinner and she actually let me eat at the table with everyone. Father and her barely spoke, by Christmas time everything was different. One morning mother packed all fathers things up and put them all in boxes, she took them to this little motel where I guess father was staying. All i wanted to do was cry because i knew this was it, father wasn't coming back home with us. When mother returned to the car and we left she looked at me and said "your all mine now, no one can save you." All I wanted to do was die!

Chapter 6 - David

Father was barely ever home at this point. I felt helpless because I knew when father was home the beatings weren't as bad. Mother starved me for 10 days straight, I would have done anything for food. Mother had a new game to play with me, which was putting ammonia in a bucket and closing me in the room with it to where i couldn't breathe. She also played another game where she would run the water as cold as it would get in the bathtub and make me sit in it for hours. On day mother told me that it was over and that she was sorry, that if he could be a good boy she would try to be a good mother. The next day a lady came to the house and asked mother a bunch of questions. Finally she said she wanted to talk to me too, she asked me if I was happy and I said yes, then she asked me if mother ever beat me, I looked at mother and didn't know what to say. So I told her that only when I was a bad bo mother punished me. I thought I said the right thing but I guess I didn't I mad mother mad and I knew I was going to pay for it.

Chapter 5 - David

One of mothers drunken nights had led to a very bad accident! Mother told me that I only had a certain amount of time to get the dishes done or she was going to kill me. She reached for a knife and was swinging it around in her hand, as my brother grabbed her leg and she lost her balance. I felt a horrible pain in my stomach, mother had stabbed me. I was bleeding really bad, mother rapped me up in gauze and still made me do the dishes. I was so week, and in so much pain I could barely move. When i finished the dishes which took me over an hour, I went downstairs I laid on my cot and through the pain slowly drifted off to sleep, mother woke me in the middle of the night  and cleaned me up, she was being nice for a change.

Chapter 4 - David

This summer we went on vacation, one day father took my brothers out and mother made me stay home, when they were gone, mother tried to make my eat my youngest brothers dirty diaper. I fought her trying to waste time, so that i didn't have to do it, I had won but she ended up smearing it all over my face. When school started I had to find a way to get food. So when the delivery truck came to the school I went and stole food. I hate frozen hot dogs. When i got home mother knew something was up, she made me make myself throw up, then she knew i had stolen food again. Later that night she make me sit and eat everything i had thrown up, while father just stood there with no back bone and didn't say anything.

Chapter 3 - David

I liked it when dad was home, things were more calm. Mother let me attend boy scouts for a while, until one day I just wasn't allowed to go anymore. One day when my brothers and I were playing in our bedroom, we heard mother come running down the hall way, she came after me, I put my left arm to cover my face, mother grabbed it and at the same time lost her balance my arm snapped and started to throb. My left arm wouldn't respond to anything. That night mother had me sleep on the the top bunk, in the middle of the night she woke me up telling me i had fallen off the top bunk and need to go to the doctor. That was the same story she told the doctor when she took me there. After mother told me I couldn't attend club scouts anymore, mother took me home ordered me to take all my clothes off and stand in front of the stove. She turned the stove on, and forced my arm onto it, the hairs on my arm  burned and my arm was in serious pain. She then ordered me to lay across the stove, I fought her this time, i whinned and cried. I ended up wasting enough time and my brothers came home. I had defeated mother.