I lead a fantastic life.

"" I anticipated her move. As I felt my head being forced down, I closed my eyes tightly and clamped my mouth shut. My nose struck first. A warm sensation oozed from my nostrils. I tried to stop the blood from escaping by breathing in. I snorted bits of defacation back up my nose with the blood."

"I cried to Mother upstairs, begging her to let me use the toilet upstairs. She refused. I stood downstairs, afraid to move, as clumps of the watery matter fell through my underwear and down my pant legs, onto the floor.
I felt so degraded; I cried like a baby. I had no self-respect of any kind. I needed to go to the toilet again, but i was too afraid to move. Finally, as my insides twisted and turned, i gathered the last of my dignity."

"upstairs the battle begins. SInce it's after four in the afternoon, i know both of my parents are drunk. The yelling starts. First the name-calling, then the swearing. I count the seconds before the subject turns to me. - It always does. The sound of Mother's voice makes my insides turn. 'What do you mean? She shrieks at my father, Stephen. 'You think i treat The Boy bad? Do you?' Her voice then turns ice cold. I can imagine her pointing a finger at my father's face. 'You....listen.....to....me. You... have no idea what it's like. If you think that i treat IT that bad.... then.... IT can live somewhere else.'

These are ramdom excerpts taken from the first part of dave pelzer's life.
Its the saddest story of child abuse i ever heard. or rather, seen. If you all think that you all are going through hell in ur life. I bet a thousand, you are way wrong to say that. Go read the book " A child called "It" " and you will know what i mean...
Come on,
At the age of nine, you have been burned on the stove, stabbed in the chest, being throw down stairways, Being starved for as long as ten days, to be a slave for ur mum and other siblings, lie for the sake to protect ur mum, being forced to eat baby brother's shit, eat leftovers from dog's dish, sleep in just an old army cot, no change of sch uniform for 4 yrs, being locked in a small toilet, with a pail full of chlorox and ammonia, and lastly

Being called IT. Being treated worse than an animal. SO how does that sound.
And after all these, Dave pelzer, still says he led a fantastic life.

I have long dreamt of living all 3 parts of his life.
A child called "It" - tells of his life from 4 to 12 yrs old
The lost boy - tells of his escape from "home" and living in foster homes, being used by other ppl, learning the values of life, learning everything from scratch, his struggle as a teenager.
A man named dave - How he overcame all his obstacles in his adult life with no resources, no knowledge, and worst. no home to call of his own.

As soon as i got my pay, i rushed down to TIMES , and got "My story" its a compilation of all 3 books. Man, its inspiring and meaningful read.
I strongly recommend all 3 books to everyone, especially the first one.

ya.


i supposed to do fa duty later. have to wake up by 5am. so y am i online. haha.