who every has the saddest true story gets 10 points?

Question

ex....rape running away getting hurt badly

i am picking the winner tommarro

Answer 1

I've been waiting all my life to share my story anonymously, now I can.
I grew up in the Philippines. My father's (Papa) an alcoholic and my mother was never there. I grew up thinking that my grandmother was my mother. My sister and I grew up in a very violent environment. Papa never worked, didn't do anything except drink and smoke with his buddy's. When he gets tired of doing that, he would come home and physically abuse us. That was an everyday thing. He'd come home, eat then sleep, ask me for money, mind you I was 7-8 years old. I would go to the field and join the 20-40 year olds harvesting crops so I could have money to give to Papa so I won't get beat up. If I didn't have money, he would again beat me up. He'd beat me up with anything he could find, belt, stick, rags, his fist, anything. This was his routine. I can't remember a single moment that he'd been gentle and loving with me and my sis.
When I was 12, my mother's mom brought us to the U.S. I was so glad, so relieved to be away from hardship.
As I grew older, I learned to forgive him for his ways, I was resentful at times, but I can't grow without forgiving him. I wrote him letters letting him know that we think about him often and that we love him, and that he should stop drinking and smoking, he needs to get his life back together. Send him money on special occassions.
In 2004, I went back to the PI to visit and for the burial of my cousin, that's when I found out Papa was diagnosed with throat cancer from all his smoking and drinking. The doctors said not to operate on him because that will just kill him right away. So, they prescribed him painkillers that he said never worked. I couldn't stay for long, so I left one of my cousins money so they could watch him and "babysit" him, keep an eye on him. In 2005, I went back to the PI because he said he was dying and he wanted to see his grandson one last time. We stayed for two weeks and that was the last time i saw him.
In Jan. 23, 2006, two days before my husband, son and I moved from Hawaii to SC, he committed suicide. I couldn't go because we didn't have any money. He wrote a letter saying he couldn't take it anymore. He asked for forgiveness from everybody, especially to God. He hung himself in the kitchen with his IV hose. A month before that, i sent him a box through one of the Philippine Carriers, but it takes a month to get there. Send a letter with it asking him to hang on for a little while because he's got another grandchild on the way. It never got there in time. I was so guilty, so many what if's questions. What if i had text my cousin to let him know that I was pregnant maybe, just maybe he wouldn't have done what he did and he could be in heaven right now. I felt so guilty. I was still trying to reconcile with him and this happens. The hardest part was that my mom, who's separated from my dad, they never god married, my mom laughed about it. She said that the devil's finally dead. I'm a widow now, hahaha. She couldn't even be sensitive to my feelings, I had to leave the room to keep myself from cussing her out. That was very disrespectful. Not very many people I've told this to, but I need to heal. I don't know how else to tell anyone because I'm gonna start crying, bawling my eyes out.

Answer 2

You know, I feel for you...the guy who can't see his girlfriend. But let me tell you about REAL life and the sad, awful things you will face when you grow up. One day you will laugh at the situation you are in now when you deal with things like this:

Last year on Father's Day...my friend was at park playing baseball with his son and his friends. The four year old son was hit in the chest with a baseball and died in SEVEN seconds in his Daddy's arms!

Reality sucks kids...the real world is not that grand. My advice to you is to enjoy being young! Have fun while you can! Take summers off to travel, hang at the beach. DON'T GROW UP TOO FAST! You have YEARS ahead of you to be an adult and to be in love, have sex, get a job, have kids, pay bills....You are only young ONCE! Embrace it!

Sending you all hugs!!!!

PS - By the way, I'm not THAT old either!! I'm a 30 something Mom who has been in your shoes and wishes she had lived a little more when she was young and didn't sweat the small stuff so much! Girlfriends/boyfriends come and go...your heart will get broken, it will seem like hell...but life moves on! :-)

One more thing...to "SES", I just read your story AFTER I had written my response. I am so sorry for your sadness and the pain you have suffered. My note was not intended for a story like yours...you have obviously seen the sadness that real life has to offer at times! Hang in there Sweetie...I will keep you in my thoughts always! Sue

Answer 3

we had a 16 year old dog and we was my baby but he had a lot of things worng with him so when i came home from school the next day i said mom where is cody she said he died today honey i cried 4 ever



to cody up in puppy heaven u are in a much beater place and u are all beater some day we will be together but i can not tell you when i love you megan

Answer 4

well one time when i was little like 7 i was at my friends birthday party in washington dc. the bad part of washington. anyway we were having a cookout and all of a sudden there was a drivebye shooting. everyone ran inside but one didnt make it my friend at the brithday girl. its seem that the people in the drivebye was trying to get her older brother but missed and shoot her, the other thing was that she was knocked down because of everyone trying to get inside she tryed to get up but........it was too late. i wasnt even strong enough to go to her funerul i just stayed home and cryed for days. then at 9 the same people came back but this time time they were shoting random people. one of the bullets hit my other friends mother and two of them hit two other guys, the good thing was that they were caught. when i look at the world and see how many people are being killed bye bullets i think about my friends and there parents.

Answer 5

When my grandmother was a toddler she lost her mother to an unknown illness. In that time they lived back in Europe in the old country. One night my grandmother and her brother wanted to see their mother but my great grandfather wouldn't let the two children approach the bed where their mother was resting. My great grandmother heard and told my great grandfather to let the children approach her for it would be the final moments that her children would spend with her. When my great grandmother passed away ,may she rest in peace, my great grandfather married another woman that was cruel to the children. The step mother treated my grandmother like garbage. My grandmother was forced to work, she wasn't able to go to school because the stepmother wouldn't let her, the stepmother would hit her and call my grandmother evil names for no reason. When my grandmother was in her early teens, the stepmother let a strange man live with them in their home and he was told by the stepmother to rape my grandmother from that my grandmother became pregnant at the age of 14 and the stepmother blamed her for fooling around with men. My grandmother had no choice but to marry this man but through her married life the stepmother still came back to make my grandmother's life miserable. The stepmother would tell my grandfather false stories that my grandmother was cheating on him and he would storm back home and physically abuse my grandmother. My grandmother tried to make life easy and she tried to raise her children well. I never got a chance to see her in person but I hope that she is in a better place now and I hope to really see her someday.

Answer 6

i have a story.

ok well on June 17th, 2006, i was over at my girlfriend's house, i snuck in and her dad didnt know i was there. well, we were having sex and her dad just walks in on us. well that was shitty, she got beat pretty bad. i got kicked out before he got the cops on me. well i went home, and her mom came to my house later on.they starting talking and my dad says "theyre ******* idiots, the only do it because their friends do it!" and her mom is like "yea i bet you two love eachother, see if you're still together by the time you're 18!" well me and my girlfriend ar e staying together til 18, but the hardest part is, we're forbidden to talk, or see eachother. She calls me in secret when she can but its kinda hard knowing i cant call her or even see the one i love. so it really sucks, this summer sucks because neither of us can go out til we're 18. ireally hate this summer and just want it to end so i can go to school and see her again. She really misses me and i really miss her, she really loves me and i love her.

well thats my story.

Answer 7

sex at 9 (forcefully) then found out I was bi. been raped a couple times. had 50 year old do bad things to me... don't even make me go into detail. and unintentionally hurt my love by the past

(not adult yet)

Answer 8

why would you ask this freak. heres my story. i was 18 and in my first real dating relationship. we had been together two months when the abuse started. the first time he hurt me it was becausei refused to have sex with him so he threw me against the bed post and broke mt left clavical ( collar bone) i stayed with him. he cheated on me repeatedly. he raped me twice. when i got pregnant with my daughter he told me to abort. i couldnt. all of the stress he caused plus my working schedule i delivered her 18 weeks early and she died. we broke up before she was born. he also got married and sid it wouldnt change our relationship. if you want more details just ask me

Answer 9

wow, i'm sure alot of people will jump right on this one you dinghole

Answer 10

me and my pet snake bong bong were fishing 4 his dinner he craweld out of d out of d boat and he was swiming in d water and my neighbor shot him:( :(


rip
bong bong