Journal Entry

Dear Journal,

It was a good day in which i had spent some time with my son,near the beach in Carmel Beach.I had taken a sip from my champagne as i gaze at the beach.The Dogs chasing each other near the ocean. Still i cant stop smiling at my wife,Marsha, as she plays around with Stephen.As the sun sets,i let the small wind blow in face,relieveing my self that i had gotten through everthing,takeing a big rest from life.I finally realize that after what i have een through,i had done alot in my life,gone through suffering,but in the end,i was happy to find the women i love,and that loves me,and a son that is growing up perfectly,It seems like for the rest of y life,my days wont be so tough from when i was back from my childhood.And i promise to my son to treat him and love him in anyway i can,Because i dont want him to go through what i did.
-Dave Pelzer

EMPATHY

There was a day where it was so horrible that its too hard to remember that day.
I was at Mother's house( i call her The Mother),and we were home alone.As always,i was in the garage bitter and alone feeling very cold,and hungry.I find leftover or crumbs from the food Mother has eaten.I cuddle myself because i have no warmth but my self in my own arms.All the mother does is treat me like ''shit''.At least thats what i think.I can only imaginge how worse this is then how she treated my other brothers.When she speaks to me,she calles me It.And when she asks me to speak, i am only to allowed to respond by saying ,''No Ma'am'' or ''Yes Ma'am''.
Many times she really gets to me,and i scream in my head ,''why does this happen to me!?'' What do i to deserve this!!''Since i am the youngest,(beside my little sibling) I Feel like i dont want to live in this world.BUt i keep myself because i can sometimes overpower The Mother.