Cosmicwarmuffin

I had a few kids at my high school who would see the cuts and bruises when I would show up at school. They actually came to testify in court for me.

The diagnosis was falsified when I proved to the court that she had abused me. I videotaped her one night when she was going off on me, and I used the evidence against her. My father refuses to acknowledge that any of it ever happened. He and my mother are still married. I live with my godfather and his family, and they have ceased to contact my real family.

She was prosecuted for perjury and domestic abuse, punishable by up to 20 years in prison and and a $25,000 fine. My dad bailed her and now I have a restraining order.

Actually, yeah. There were a lot of really interesting people in all of the different places. I met one kid who was dealing drugs, some people tried to rob him so he stabbed and killed them. He was 14. The really interesting thing was that he was going to be in prison for most of his life after he left the clinic, but he was one of the most happy-go-lucky kids I've ever met.

Because my dad also denied that she did. It went to court, and it wasn't until I was living at home again and set up a camera to record it that the court actually believed me.