Chapter 1

You wouldn’t know it now but the first 18 years of my life were a living hell. At the time I thought it was all my fault. After all I was just a kid and didn’t know better. My experiences taught me that nobody else was treated like me so everything that happened to me had to be my fault. Today I see it much differently. Now I see the comedy of errors that caused the inevitability of my abuse.

I never really had a chance. To start with my mother might as well have been a banshee. Every time something even remotely upset her she would screech like a banshee and swear like a sailor. Because of it she was know throughout the village as the wicked witch.

Next was my sister. You know the type. The girl that had daddy wrapped around her finger so it didn’t matter what she did she would get away with it. And she was an evil bitch. The song, “She is not pretty she just looks that way” always reminded me of her. All the guys in the village thought she was the hottest piece of ass. I never noticed her looks. I think it had more to do with her personality than the fact that she was my sister. I never could stand an evil bitch. No matter what she looks like she would always be ugly to me.

She was 5 and I was 3 when I first remember her blackmailing me. I know it started earlier than that but it is kind of hard to remember things from before you are 3. If I didn’t do everything she wanted when she wanted it she would run to our parents and tell them how I punched her, was swearing or some other bullshit to get me in trouble. She had many different ways she personally tortured me over the years but there is no need to list them all. I’m sure you are imaginative enough to figure some of it out. I do not know what is legal for me to talk about here so I will not say much about the sexual side of her story. Just know that she did some fairly stupid things even younger than what you are likely thinking. I would think she holds the record for youngest girl in Canada to willingly do a gangbang. So what? She was a whore. Big deal. Add to that she had mom’s temper. She was a lot more screwed in the head and she was known as a crazy psycho bitch. She would do some crazy shit in front of the entire school. Then go hide for 5 minutes or so. When she came back she would insist you forgive her. Mom and dad always did so that is what she expected from everybody.

Then there was dad. Talk about a pussy. He would refuse to stand up no matter what anybody said or did. I heard stories from when he was younger and he was more of a bull back then. The kind of kid that did what he wanted when he wanted. To give you8 an Idea he used to steal cop cars and take them for joy rides just for fun. Something happened that changed him but he never talks about it. He might as well have turned into a cuckold. I swear he was the ball-less wonder. Then there was how he acted when he was drunk. He wasn’t an alcoholic but man was he ever a dumb drunk. The kind of guy that would put a KFC bucket on his head and dance on table tops just to get people’s attention.