Broken Girl

Haunting Past

Let's back up a little and let me tell you who I am. Adaline Hale. I was born lost, but not broken now I'm a shell of the person I was meant to be. When I was 15 my nightmares became reality, I was raped by the people who were suppose to hold me and love me. I was sold, not for slavery no for s*x. My skin is marked with scars and bruises that I will havee to carry the rest of my life, for the rest of this life. I was born into a family who was not meant to have me, you would think they adore me, cherish me. No. I was theirs. My nights are haunted with my past with the memories the thought of begging and pleading and them refusing to stop. Unfortunetly this was the begining the beginging to the end of my spirit.

By age 17 I had fled that life, the life of being used and abused sexually had caused me a million emotional and psyhcotic issues. Instead of attending school regualry and teen functions I waas just trying to survive. I slept where ever I could lay down and no I couldnt truly protect myself which left me open to attacks. I dont think I have ever been touched out of niceness, I dont think anyone has ever cared for me and that is what really hurts me. At birth my mother didnt see a sweet pure baby girl she saw money. I was rasied in a small town one so small it barely exisisted, Leslie Co, Kentucky. If you ever been to that powdunk down you'd honestly swear it wasnt a town and question whoever made it a county.