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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
A house full of whispers is a true account of my struggle through unimaginable abuse, firstly by my foster parents and in a cruel twist of fate by my biological mother. Step-daddy loved me in a special way that became a secret. Mother allowed appalling things to happen, and played torturous games with my mind. I fought hard to survive as he broke my bones but never achieved my soul. The night devil was going to punish me for daring to speak out, I knew if he held me captive again I would die from the struggle, the dark abyss I had escaped was safer than the streets I was thrown into, propelling me into despair and suicide.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
A house full of whispers is a true account of my struggle through unimaginable abuse, firstly by my foster parents and in a cruel twist of fate by my biological mother. Step-daddy loved me in a special way that became a secret. Mother allowed appalling things to happen, and played torturous games with my mind. I fought hard to survive as he broke my bones but never achieved my soul. The night devil was going to punish me for daring to speak out, I knew if he held me captive again I would die from the struggle, the dark abyss I had escaped was safer than the streets I was thrown into, propelling me into despair and suicide.