When I was young my oldest brother constantly hit me. He is 10 years older than me. The 2nd oldest brother would try to get me drunk and do weird sexual things to me and always hide in my closet when i was undressing. The 3rd oldest one would hit me alot and when the 2 older ones got in trouble for something he would tell them I told on them so I was beaten more. Sometimes they would come in my room late at night and try to fondle me. When I tried to tell my mom she called me a liar. she would make me go to my room and wouldnt feed me. I would be there sometimes for days when my dad was out of town. One time she made me stay in the room for a week. She told everyone I was sick. She tied my door shut so I couldnt get out. She also only fed me eggs and toast and I was allergic to eggs.She wouldnt let me go to school and I felt fine. It was like a living nightmare. Well I am going to stop here. I will continue next time. Thanks for being here for me!!!Love, Betsy
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