Nobody deserves that shit. I was an innocent child trying to enjoy a day with my grandparents. That was in 1989.
Before then, my first memories was at age 2. My biomom had an abusive boyfriend who would jump scare me with panty hose on his head. I also remember him slapping my dick when I wouldn't sit down in the bathtub. I also remember him and my biomom getting into fist fights as I was crying looking out the window. They say memories don't happen until around age 4 but I disagree.
Then at age 3 my biomom kidnapped me and took me to Anderson, Indiana were I stayed for 6 months. I have no memory of the kidnapping but I do remember being in Indiana and feeling very confused.
The sharpest memory I had was when I was at "daycare" in Indiana. My jean jacket was draped on the chair next to me and there was a bowl of Mac and cheese in front of me. I remember the layout of that kitchen so well. Anyways, started to cry. Then the person who was ahead of the daycare center screamed in my face then slapped the fucking shit out of me. Her face was so red. She had curling irons in her hair. Looked about 60.
I don't remember much after that other than my dad finding out we're i was. He tried to make it work with my biomom. Everyone said I was so happy to be back with my grandparents. I have no memories of that. I also have no memories of the real sinister shit I confessed of at that age. Didn't find out until I was 16