A Bite for a Bite

The Original Clippy

My brother and I used to try to kill each other on a regular basis. My mother decided it might be a good idea to put a stop to it, and she came up with unique ways of doing so. The least drastic punishment she came up with was to force my brother and me to hug for five minutes. That one was always a fun one. We would whisper exactly how we were going to murder each other as soon as the time was right.

I used to bite my brother in retaliation for punching, kicking, or trying to suffocate me. He would run to my mom and tell her I’d bit him. She would force me to stretch out my arm, and she would bite it. Sometimes, it was hard enough to draw blood, but she knew how much pressure it took to break the skin, and tried not to go beyond that.

I eventually stopped biting, and I discovered my fingernails could be used as a weapon. My brother would start in with “torture little sister time,” and the second he turned his back I would dig my fingernails into him. This resulted in scenes that looked like something from a Freddy Kruger nightmare. My mother, being the problem solver she was, continuously clipped my fingernails short enough to make them bleed.

Eye for an eye punishment was my mom’s specialty. I know these punishments affected me, but I don’t know if the effect was good or bad.

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5 thoughts on “A Bite for a Bite

  1. mandy

    “I know these punishments affected me, but I don’t know if the effect was good or bad.” The only good thing abuse does is give us good material for writing. We should all become authors. You’ve got an incredible, and incredibly difficult, story. I hope it helps to write out those memories.

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    1. poorsickandshunned Post author

      It’s funny, just yesterday my friend was talking about putting a book together called, “Stories of Abuse.” It would be made up of collected stories from survivors.

      It wasn’t until recently that I realized the things I went through were pretty messed up. Writing about it is helping me process it on a different level.

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