my toddlerhood

Trigger warning: Before reading this post, please be aware that it contains descriptions of childhood abuse.

So when I was 4 My dad started to act different he was becoming a really angry guy Of course I didn’t know what was going on because I was 4 but soon after I noticed my dad was so angry he started to hit me when my mom was not around once my Mom got home from work my dad would act as like the bruises was from me being clumsy ( I was a very clumsy toddler) And my mom would tell my dad to take me to day care the next morning and I didn’t want to go with him I would scream and cry but my mom just thought I was grumpy. My dad would put me in the car and if I started to cry he would hit me and tell me to shut up then he drove off and dropped me off at day care once he got me out of the car I would run up to the day care door and twist the knob and walk inside my dad would walk up a little while later after grabbing my bag out of the car and sign me in then he would leave but that day at day care my day care worker would start to notice unexplainable bruises in spots that wouldn’t show if I was being clumsy so she called my mom in worry that something else is going on and my mom showed up at my day care and seen the bruises and she knew those weren’t from falling so she called my dad my dad Admitted that he was abusing me because he got frustrated with me so my mom put me in her car and drove to the police station I don’t remember much after that but I know my dad was arrested to 30 years in prison and now I am 13 and living a happy life with my mom her boyfriend and my baby sister I now do gymnastics and Cheerleading so there is my story.