My Junglaus Mother
My Junglaus Mother
Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I just want to know if anyone else is probably going through this with a Mommy like mine.
Ever since I could remember my Mommy has always been a selfish kind of person just like my grandma was when I was little.
My grandma was such a mess that she beat me when I was 13 because I would not sleep with this boy in our neighborhood who she thought was the perfect boy for me because she liked him because she said that he had a lot of manners because he would walk to the corner store for her anytime she’d ask but I wouldn’t because I was always afraid that someone would try take me so I wasn’t ever her her favorite grandchild.
But I do remember well that cut ass that she gave me because I wouldn’t give up my virginity to that boy that day.
Me and the boy was friends just as I was with All of the other boys in the neighborhood because I was a real Tom boy bad bad and anything a boy did I could do so much better than them.
I didn’t even see boys in that kind of way because to me they were more like competition in who’s faster stronger or better at childhood things.
So one day this same boy who my grandma liked a lot tried to kiss me in the back of our yard and so I kissed him back because I couldn’t let him think that I didn’t know about kissing and I had to prove to him that I could kiss better than him to.
It was all about competition to me in my childhood.
My friend was about 2 years older than I was but what did it matter to me he was still a chump in my book because I had already beat him in all of the sports and games that me and him had ever competed at so I was not afraid of a kiss from him in the slightest way.
He then took out his thing and it was long and he had hair on it any everything and then he tried to pull down my shorts but I was not going to do that.
So I held on to the realm of my shorts and wouldn’t let him put them down and I began to walk away from him.
As I looked back at him and at his things it was so big and had all kinds of big veins running from it like a bodybuilders neck.
I was so not going to have sex with a boy and definitely one that I grew up with and not at this age I thought. So I went back into the neighborhood to look for my other friends because now I had label him as being nasty and fresh and I no longer wanted to play with him or even be his friend especially with that thing that he showed me in our backyard.
Letter that day I went home for some food and water as other kids in the neighborhood parents began to call them in to eat.
When I got to my grandma house her and my Mommy was sitting on the porch and the boy followed my grandma into our house and as she did my Mommy called me in and when I got all of the way inside
she held me down and my grandma began to beat me so badly with a drop cord telling me saying that I had done something wrong to this boy.
And that she’s not going to have any sissy girls in this house. And her and my grandma locked me and the boy inside my grandma’s room and said that I better not come out of this room until I like boys.
I was only 13.
So I allowed the boy to do it to me and it was so painful and their was blood everywhere on my Grandmas bed sheets and I also got a beating for that to.
After that and a couple of days staying in the bathroom everyday acting like I was using it because I was afraid to go outside and also afraid to face to face conversation with my grandma and Mommy. I was so afraid of them.
I always had thought about hurting myself after that and I would no longer play with my friends and just became a in the house child.
The same boy who I was forced to have sex with would continue to come to my grandma house and have sex with me and I was always afraid to tell him no because I knew what could happen if I denied him.
After a year I got to see my Daddy who my grandma hated so much that she stopped him from coming to her house to see me. She and my Mommy had band him over to keep the peace they had said.
And my Mommy had told me he didn’t want me and was a evil man and a devil so I was a little afraid of him and to talk to him.
And I remember my Mommy had told me that I better not run my mouth to my Daddy when I go by him because that’s making trouble.
I finally did run my mouth and told my dad what they had done to me and my Daddy went to kill my grandma the boy and my Mommy and got locked up for 2 years.
After they did get my Daddy arrested they sent me to girls industrial.
I’m 19 years old now have my own apartment thanks to my Daddy for all of his continued love and support to me. But I will never forget how generationally wicked some families can be.
Whenever I try to talk to my Mommy about it she plays the victim and starts to cry to this very day blaming the whole thing on me saying that I was to fresh. Or that she was trying to save me from being gay.
I don’t hate her but that’s why today I have a deeper understanding of why my mother-in-law is say some people shouldn’t be allowed to have children.
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