User:ToxicDose

Maurizia non urlare.. My personal experience believe it or not, I couldn't care less.

Im your typical Italian female, mostly. My name was Maurizia I came to the United States from an private adoption agency so I cannot use the real name of it.

When I did live in Italy with my birth mom and dad it wasn'tMaurizia non urlare..all happy and wonderful. When I was 3 my mom took me to the park..she didn't come back. My dad however came and got me at around 11pm the same day when I got home my mom and dad argued I often heard them saying "Sacred Hills Adozione" I know that adozione means..adoption. A few days passed and they dropped me off outside a huge white building with white pillars outside on a golden sign read Scared Hills Adozione..my dad teared up and hugged me he told me him and mom had to go..then they drove off and I waited i was sitting there...waiting the sun went down and dark clouds filled the sky, it poured down rain and thunder shook the sky.

An elderly lady came out from the building and asked me why I was sitting there. I looked at her and told her "I'm waiting on mommy and daddy to come back." She just shook her head and took me inside, I saw other kids there most of them seemed happy others seemed...emotionally blank.

The lady typed up a few things and made a few calls the next day I was in a home, not a real home..the only adults were a man and a woman the man was tall,fit. He was what the typical italian model would look like..the woman was the same.

A few years passed, I was about to turn 7 I had only 1 thing with me from my old house a small brown teddybear I called stuffs. I had the party and everything I wasn't happy.

I was about to sleep when I heard my door creak open, the male adult was standing there.

He had dark green eyes that just watched me he got closer to me and sat on the edge of my bed, he brushed his hand across my face and told me how beautiful I was.

He moved his hands down my body I asked him to stop over and over but he wouldn't listen or tell me to be quiet.

He licked his lips and it made me instantly shiver his eyes flickered, I swear I saw red in them. He leaned his head down close to mine and he put his hand over my mouth. He whispered in my ear "Maurizia non urlare.." I bit my lip..he had a twisted look on his face as he bit my neck...I felt him licking up blood as it dripped out..I wished I had screamed...wished I had done something..anything..he took my innocence..took everything that made me at least feel special...after that... things started happened the female adult committed suicide and the other kids disappeared...one by one.

I was soon the last one in that house the male adult still..did things..I stopped fighting it..I didn't care anymore..eventually someone adopted me a small family of a mom, dad and son.

But everything around me leaves or dies since I moved here my new parents split up and the dad committed suicide the mom was in abusive relationships the son has developed bipolar and destorys everything in his way. My family puts the "fun" in dysfunctional

(Sorry I know this is crappy >. <, but this is based on my actual childhood)