They heard about the hole. I had bruises and welts for 2 weeks and it was agony to sit through class. Even though this experience with the belt was bad, the worst is yet to come. This abuse continued for at least two years until I separated from Tina. Now it's falling down the rabbit hole that is my life. This is the story that changed my life. It was the day after Christmas. I just celebrated my 11th birthday nine days ago, so the house was covered in wrapping paper and toys. So far, everything was going well. That morning, my mother went to the store to get something for dessert that evening. We were having dinner at my Aunt Jeni's house, who lived next door, and she wanted to make pumpkin pies. While he was gone, I had prepared breakfast. Our house was short on food, so I opted for fried eggs. It doesn't matter, right? I was wrong. When my mother came back, she started taking out all the pie ingredients. Eggs are apparently one of those ingredients. Now, I hadn't eaten all of those eggs, but what was in the What Morning cartoon was the exact amount she needed. Tina had started to get angry and, in an attempt to calm her down, I volunteered to ride my bike to the