Story About Abuse Novels & Stories

I stare at my father, who shifts uncomfortably in his place. “This is a cause that is very near and dear to my heart because…well…I am a survivor.” Gasps overtake the room. Women cover their mouths and their date holds them close, kissing their temples. “It’s a sensitive topic, yes, but it one that must be talked about. Abuse is serious. It ruins families and infiltrates packs, tearing them apart. I know this because the Silvertail Pack has subjected me to years of abuse.” The room goes silent. Gazes fall from me and to my father, Harper, and Lily.

They were from readers who had been touched by my story, who had found comfort and solace in my words. One comment in particular caught my eye. It was from a woman who said that my book had helped her to heal from her own experiences of trauma and abuse. She said that my story had given her the courage to speak out and to seek help, and that she would be forever grateful to me for that.

They looked like deep gashes. "W-what happened..." I managed to say. "I was a victim of abuse, Celeste, by my uncle." Abuse is when people mistreat or harm others, showing no concern for their well-being or worth as individuals, degrading their overall health. Back in college, Aurora, Kim and I used to talk a lot about the abuse Kim's family subjected her to. Kim had to work part-time jobs just to provide money for her parents; otherwise, they would hurt her siblings. That's why Kim worked hard until we graduated, and she pursued a medical career with the help of sponsors and scholarships. Aurora and I often supported her during those times.

Isabela inhaled deeply, her voice breaking as she began to speak. “I really didn’t tell it. I described what I did and asked for forgiveness. An elderly couple came here, married for many years. She’s a federal judge and told her own story. She said she was abused as a child by the man who supplied drugs to her mother. Her father, addicted to women, offered no support. She was called stupid at school, collected trash to buy school supplies. She tried to kill her father as a teenager. And when she decided to become a prostitute to get his attention… she met the man who later became her husband. He helped her change her life. From a ‘nobody,’ she became a federal judge.” Her eyes filled again,

“I was taken from my birth parents when I was a few days old. Whoever took me left me in a village, in the vampire kingdom. A man found me and took me in. He wanted to sell me but no one would buy me so he kept me. They used me as a maid with his soulmate. I thought it couldn’t get worse, the abuse, starving me. I looked like a ghost. It got worse. They had no clue what I was until I turned on my sixteenth birthday to my wolf. They tied me in the basement and opened a business where anyone who paid a certain amount could come and torture me. So no, the man who raised me did nothing but abuse me.” “Abuse you how?” “Beating me, starving me, overworking me, torturing me. Emotionally, verbally a

She cleared her throat, and a tear slipped down from her eye before she wiped it. "We were staying with a very abusive man. He tortured us and beat us up whenever he wanted to. But he's out of our lives now. He's arrested," Joane answered. "No, Mom. He raped me," Nora sobbed.

What Inspired Me To Make This Story? Once I saw that so many celebrities and people in general were speaking out against sexual abuse, I want to dedicate a story to them. I didn't write to be like a savior or exploit the situation. I wanted to write this story, because I was sexually abused as a child. I won't go into the full details, because it's too disturbing and traumatic for me to share. But I wanted to give a voice to people who were too afraid to speak out. Also I didn't want to focus the story on myself, because that would have been selfish and not honorable to everyone else who experienced much worse.

"When I tried to stop, Tyler grabbed me, backed me into a corner, and told me it was time for me to stop playing with him, to stop playing with the guys who had been watching. He gave me another drink, and it made me feel terrible. I wanted to puke, but I was afraid if I did they would do something to me. I kept going, just kept telling myself that once I got through this I'd never have to do it again. They made me do horrible humiliating things. They took turns kissing me and pulling my hair. Took turns taking parts of my clothes off. They made me crawl to them, holding things in my mouth. They made me let them touch me. Finally, I had enough. I was so sick, and my eyes hurt. Tyler grabbed

Maybe I could trust them. I looked up at Lexi, Norm, and Marcus. I could see they were ready to support me in every way. Lexi was right, they needed to know so if something like what happened today happened again they knew what to do for me. They could be ready at all times. Finally I nodded, and sighed. I set my food aside, and told them. I started from the very beginning, including what happened with Dimitri, Aurora, and my mom. I told them about all of the abuse, being ignored, starved, humiliated, degraded, and turned into a slave. I also told them about Rowen’s rejection. I followed it up with the trials, and execution of Aurora. I also told them about everything that happened after. Al

At any other time, this would kind have annoyed him, but anything that could take his mind off of the recent hours was welcome. Maimuna had had a fairly hard life. Her stories weren’t uplifting, but they felt more horrendous, more frightening compared to what he had just faced. She talked about how she and her siblings, a brother and a sister, had been terrible harassed by Imboko, how Imboko clobbered their parents and now they are living in hiding. They weathered psychological, and physical abuse. She mentioned one home where a male pedophile called Okuyoyo had locked her and her sister in the closet while he bit up the parents cutting their fingers.