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STICKS & CANES THAT HAMMERED
DOWN ON ME JUST SOUNDED LIKE A ROARING TRAIN THUNDERING ON PAST, AS THE CANE CAME DOWN ACROSS MY BACK.
THE SIZE OF
THESE STICKS & CANES WERE TO ME SO HUGE AS THE CANE CAME DOWN IT KNOCKED ME DOWN TO THE GROUND SO THAT WILL TELL YOU THE
FORCE THAT WAS USED. THE MARKS THEY DID LEAVE WERE WELL HIDDEN OUT OF VIEW OF THAT YOU CAN BE SURE SO THAT NO ONE WOULD KNOW,
THE MARKS I HAD.
I WAS JUST TO PETRIFIED TO REVEAL
TO ANYONE AROUND THE FATE THAT BEFELL ME IN THAT HELLHOLE.
WHEN I WAS BEATEN WITH THESE STICKS & CANES, THE STRENGTH
THOSE NUNS HAD MADE ME SO MAD.
THE
HURT AND PAIN I ENDURED I WOULD JUST PRAY THAT I WOULD DIE RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF THEM SO THAT NO MORE ABUSE WOULD I ENDURE
TO END MY TORMENT HUMILIATION AND SHAME OF THAT YOU CAN BE SURE.
THE TORMENT SHAME AND HUMILIATION THAT OVERWHELMED
ME DURING THE TIME THESE VICIOUS ACTS THAT WERE COMMITTED AGAINST ME IMAGINE A CHILD SO SCARED AND FULL OF THE UTMOST FEAR
NOWHERE TO RUN TO OR NO ONE TO RUN TO SO THAT I WOULD FEEL SAFE IT FELT LIKE AN ANIMAL FEELS WHEN THEY ARE THE PREY.
THE
FEELING OF FEAR, SHAME & HUMILIATION ALL TOGETHER WELL HOW CAN I EXPLAIN?, I AM SURE IT IS HARD FOR ANYONE ELSE TO UNDERSTAND
THAT NUNS MADE ME FEEL LIKE THIS OH! MY GOD HOW I FELT SO SICK, ANGRY AND IN MUCH PAIN AND I WAS JUST LIKE A SCARED RABBIT
WANTING SOMEWHERE TO RUN TO THAT WOULD TAKE ME AWAY FROM THOSE SADISTIC BLOODY NUNS.
HOW WE KIDS EVER SURVIVED I HAVE
NOT A CLUE, WITH ALL THIS BRUTALITY I DO NOT KNOW DISHED OUT TO US. ALL I EVER CRAVED WHILE I WAS IN THOSE HOMES WAS LOVE
AND AFFECTION TO BE SHOWN BUT INSTEAD I WAS JUST TOTALLY USED AND SO ABUSED...
  
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