I was born the youngest of four children... At the age of 7, my parents got divorced from the result of child abuse and spouse abuse. I can remember my dad waking me up by burning my toes with lit matches or beating us with a belt. Soon after my parents separation, us children ended up in foster care because our mom went back to get us some clothes while we stayed at "options," D.S.S. said that was a violation. I was in foster with my older sister and my brother and next-to-oldest sister were in another foster care. Bout a month after being there, I started getting molested by an older boy that stayed there. I felt ashamed, so I never spoke up. After a couple of months, me and my sister were able to go home to our mom, my other two siblings were still in foster care. I thought that since I was out that the touching was over with...I was wrong.
