Blurps, Excerpts & Flashbacks

Ok, so the record needs to be set correctly on an incident concerning my sister and how her false, front tooth got knocked out and I got blamed for it.

My mom and sister were dragging me into my room to tie me up and put me in the closet. I was on my back and each had an arm pulling me. Of course I was freaking out, yelling, screaming, crying, fighting in total fear. Then all of a sudden my sister's face popped into view. Instinctively I raised my leg and kicked her in the face/mouth which dislodged her false tooth. I didn't mean to do that at all. I was completely in primal fear when it happened. However, I wasn't too sorry because she was helping our mom to torture me!

After a few days of my mom telling everyone I was a violent, cold hearted, sadistic little girl I was called into the living room. Everyone was there. Mom, sister and stepfather (the pedo). Mom starting telling all the awful consequences I was going to have for "embarrassing" my sister. She kept going on and on with all the punishments I was going to get and how awful of a person I was. Red, red is what I saw, panic and injustice is what I felt. I got that piece of fuckin plywood that was a constant reminder of horror out of my room and threw it in the backyard. My mom tried to stop me and that is when I told her I'd kill her and stab her. I punched her in the gut twice with all my might, she went down. I jumped on top of her and punched her in the heart two times while telling her if she tied me up and locked me away ever again I was going to kill her. Right before I got to her face she scream " No, no Teresa not in my face! Not there!" Fuckin hell, you for real? How many times did you mangle my face to the point I had to stay home from everything until the swelling and bruises faded? Fuck that, I cocked back to punch her face and split it wide open. Thankfully right then the stepfather rushed in and pushed me off of her. She got up and ran to him. I told her again I'd kill her if she tried torturing me again. Then I told him if he helped her and built any kind of a box or containment device I'd kill him too. I think they knew I was serious. Later they built a dollhouse for me and tried to play that the wood was from that piece of plywood and they were saving it to surprise me with the dollhouse. Although the actual piece of plywood sat in the backyard right where I threw it down.

One day I was in the backyard. My mom came out and said she was gonna get the plywood because it was the only way she could control me and she picked it up. I ran over and kicked it out of her hands. Two of her fingernails broke. Of course I was blamed for that too! Poor Pat is sooo mistreated by her awful little girl. Ridiculous.

Anyway, that's what happened when my sister's tooth got knocked out and I was blamed for it and made to look like a mean, violent person. Nope. I was protecting myself plain and simple.

Not sure how I survived. They put me in for hours. 8:30amish until 4:30pmish (in time for the pedophile to get home from work) nothing but copious amounts of water then made to hold it. The only way out was to pee on myself. Then be humiliated and made to take an ice cold bath. However the scariest part was when she (mom) would come to console me! Fuck the hell! You just did all that and now you're here rubbing hair from my face and telling me sorry. Giving me kisses and saying,"Mommy's sorry. I didn't mean to hit you so hard. It's ok, mommy got it all out. I'm ok now. You're safe for another month. I'm sorry mommy won't do it again." Absolute and complete fear. Primal fear to the point I would lose my breath and go catatonic. One time she had to give me mouth to mouth to get me back. She was totally panicked. It's the truth. I survived it. Why? I don't know. Ask her. But be careful, she lies.

Tied and beat to catatonia. Only way out is to pee your pants. Then told what a nasty, dirty girl you are. Ages 9 1/2 to 11 1/2 this was my reality. At least every 6 weeks or so.

Thank you