I have been tortured basically since birth. I guess people feared my parents since nothing was done. When I was four, Mom abandoned five of us at a grocery store. This supposedly happened a lot, but I do not remember. My sister knew my aunt's phone number. So, my aunt picked us up. She grew tired of it, so when Mom came to get us from our aunt, my aunt refused to turn us over to her. Little did my aunt know about the sexual abuse going on... Dad soon met my stepmom which I liked her at first. We had our own bedroom unlike before where the boys and girl had to share a room. Psychological abuse took place as well as the physical and sexual. Every day I wondered if this was the day stepmom and dad were going to kill me. When I was 11, my mom fought for custody again. I had rather live with my dad than my mom. I had a bed to sleep in at dad's. At mom's I slept in the back seat of the car because I tried my best to avoid Mom after she told me I better get a job. I was 11. No one wanted to hire an 11 year old. Anyway, she instructed me how she taught me to prostitute myself out. I was shocked. I did not want to do this. It finally hit me on why I disliked my mom so much. The court system never protected me. Some police would say I was lying before moving in with mom. So, I distrusted police. I knew no one would protect me. My mom was gone mostly so I would sneak into the house and make myself a condiment sandwich consisting of Mayo, ketchup, salt and pepper. That was all that was there. I hid most of the day walking all over town. Mom and step dad did not provide us with food. I tried going into lunch rooms, but the smell of food made me sick. I suppose because not used to eating right when court put us here. We had no bed to sleep on. We had no adult supervision. My siblings went to friend's houses and ate and slept.