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The entrance to the wormhole

by Aly

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This is a brief recap before we get into my trauma.

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This is a backstory for people just to understand why I probably deserved what I suffered through. I wasn't a planned baby. My mom was told she could no longer have kids after having my sister. But then POOF here I am. My grandmother didn't come to see me when I was born. I guess because I was a mistake after all. Fast forward a couple years and I've started second grade (this is a year after it started). My grandmother was always cold to me and I had no idea why. Then she asked my parents if they could take our visit without them and they agreed. But we had to face time them every night which I was very thankful for. It was the harshest punishments out of all of them. Another note: My sister was treated like a queen and slept on a fancy bed and I got a deflated air mattress and if I didn't agree to sleep on it then I was beat for a long time. By punishments I mean little things I did such as play with my toys I was hurt. Once while she was doing my hair I told her I didn't want curls and then she pulled the chair out from under me and burned my neck. It wasn't hard enough to leave a scar but it was very painful. But one night while face timing my parents she walked in and told us it was time for bed. But my parents told her "No they can still talk" But she didn't like that and kicked me. Not hard but she still had kicked me in front of my sister,dad and very protective mom. Just a side note she wore stilettos every day no matter what. Even while in the room. My parents were shocked and told her to stop. Lets just say I was "trained" not to cry or wince. So I looked normal when she kicked me. I was very badly blamed and beaten for "snitching" to my parents. I also had to tell my sister that she didn't hurt me and it was okay, that the kick was merely a goofy kick. She believed me and I still visited my grandmother. She started scratching me in public and claiming that she was scratching my back. I never told my parents that I was bleeding and cried in the shower after things like that. She also hit me in bathrooms if nobody was there but us.

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