I was relieved when school started in September. I would no longer have to be stuck in the house with Jack. I could now leave while my Mother was at work. It was not much but it was something. Hours each day, I could just be a normal grade six student. A place I could... Continue Reading →

Over the next 6 months, I struggled with the reality of the world I was now living in. Every day hoping it would be my last. Jack had quit drinking shortly after the first rape. Therefore, he was no longer physically beating my Mother. However, Jack would continue to rape me at least four times... Continue Reading →

I returned from my Fathers refreshed and rested. I enjoyed my time there between family time and at the hockey arena. This drove my Mother crazy. She hated that my Father had a passion for hockey. She never understood that I loved being at the hockey arena. It made my Father happy and I enjoyed... Continue Reading →