Tressa – The 12-Year-Old Mum: My True Story
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👍Værd at læse🎯Læseværdig🚀Opslugende💧TåreperserIt is a really hard, sad and still very honest and touching story, which captures the reader's attention till the end. The story shows how important are family relationships for a child, how truly can the little one love and want to save the family, to live together with his/her parents and siblings. Though the girl who wrote this wasn't right at all - it seems that she saw everything in a false way, trying to hide her brother's abuse FOR EVERYBODY'S SAKE, and when the secret was revealed, she blamed herself. Actually she kept blaming herself all the time and that made me furious sometimes and really helpless. But the story is told quite sincerely and beautifully. I liked it despite all the pity and sorrow I experienced while reading. I believe Tressa's life be good after all.
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from Dad as possible. ‘I’d really like to go to my mum’s. Please!’
So he got his keys and we took the short drive to where my mum was living. She had recently moved into a flat in Livingston where her boyfriend Billy had been living for many years. I rang the bell and banged on the door but despite seeing all the lights were on, nobody came to answer. We waited around for a while, hugging ourselves against the cold, but nothing happened.
‘I know,’ I told him. ‘I could go to my aunty Joanne’s and get the key from her.’
So that’s what I did. It turned out that Aunty Joanne was out for the night but Alex and his girlfriend Vanessa were there and they had Mum’s front door key.
Phil and I went back to Billy’s and I let myself in the front door. I walked through the dirty living room to the bedroom, where I saw Mum and her new - paocastroaten90har citeretfor 7 år siden‘I mean, you’ve been through a lot and look at you! You’ve coped so well. You’ve got a lot more strength than you give yourself credit for.’
I thought about this. In some ways, I could see she was right. I was stronger than I thought. I always thought that I needed my family, that I couldn’t cope without them. Well, that wasn’t true. I could stand on my own two feet and here, in Roselands, I was given the confidence and freedom to build up that strength.
Before I started at Dumfries High School in January 2009, Maggie and I went out a lot. Sometimes another member of staff would come if Maggie was off that day. We went to the cinema, swimming and ice-skating, and took long trips in to the countryside. But best of all, I started horse riding at the local stables. I’d always adored animals but I’d never visited stables before. I loved being around the horses – they were - Camilla Rømer Dinesenhar citeretfor 7 år sidenI knew that he deserved it but I didn’t want him to go to jail. He was still my brother after all. I found it so hard to explain how I felt to all the social workers and counsellors. They all expected me to be pleased, to hate Jason. But I couldn’t.
