Personal Narrative Of Child Abuse

Today was the day, the day I’ll prove all that doubt me wrong after being despised and abused by my father I’ll finally be able to prove him wrong. All my mistakes that I’ve made in the past, don’t matter anymore. As I was grabbing my diploma it all hit me like a flash, being abused wasn’t as bad as living my life. All those cold nights shivering in the dark without nothing in my stomach were the painful abuse of it all. Suddenly those memories stopped and I was back to the real world. Hearing my son Angel screaming for me, brought tears of joy to my eyes, and I thought I am doing all of this plus more for you, because my son was My light in A pool of darkness. I remember my childhood like if it was yesterday. I didn’t play with …show more content…
Suddenly my world goes black and I go into a deep sleep. I awake with a very sharp and painful pain near my abdominal area I also noticed I had blood all over my legs. Days passed and I decided to go to the only person who cared about her despite her mistakes, her grandmother. My grandmother took me to the hospital where they figured out I was pregnant, by the only man who raped me. Also my grandmother told me that my main focus was school and leave working to her. But instead of going to school I went to an ally to go do drugs, till one day my best friend Kevin found out. We’ve been best friends for so long, and he didn’t want nothing bad to happen to me. Kevin told me to stop, but I never listened, I still continued to put drugs into my body, till one day I ended up being in the hospital. There the doctors told me that if I don’t stop doing drugs then I’ll kill the baby. Of course not wanting the baby, I didn’t stop. I cut my arms and went out every weekend, not caring that there was another living creature inside of me till one night it hit me. I had a dream where the baby talked to me and told her to stop my ways. I can’t describe it to this very day, was sort or magical yet mysterious. I was having a conversation with god himself. We started at each other for about five minutes he then spoke. “A child is a blessing you know that …show more content…
I stayed quiet I didn’t know how to respond. “Because I’m frighten that I’ll just be like my mom, not caring for her children. God, then laughed, “No one here knows how to be a parent, I can’t decide, that’s all up to