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Stronger Than You Know...
Stronger Than You Know...
Stronger Than You Know...
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Sexual abuse robs young children of the life they were meant to live - it strips them of freedom, confidence and bestows qualities of low self-esteem and low morale. It is a silent killer of the mind and an inner torture chamber not easily seen with the naked eye. This book is an account of a young woman's experiences of being sexually abused as a young girl by not one but two family members. For years she has kept the truth locked in the crevices of her memory where it seemed to have faded. Feelings of shame and guilt are engraved into her soul until she breaks the silence and opens the door to recovery. Love ultimately enters her life when she meets Troy, who is an integral part in helping her break the silence but more importantly shows her the value of her being. This story should serve as a reminder that we as the caretakers of young children, need to protect them at all cost and maintain their innocence for as long as possible. Children are helpless, innocent victims of abuse and deserve a healthy unspoilt life...It is a wake-up call to Adults but more importantly, it affirms to the victims that you are not alone and you can Survive this. It is NOT your fault... Sexual abuse can happen to anyone...It is not immune to Sex, Race, Culture, Religion or Country. Furthermore, to any abuser out there who happens to read this...STOP!, STOP NOW and SEEK HELP.

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Release dateNov 6, 2016
ISBN9781370376278
Stronger Than You Know...
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Celeste A. Daniels

I am a mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend and so much more. I write because it brings me satisfaction, I help others because it makes me feel good inside and out. These two things together, define my purpose in life...because I can.We all need motivation, which is Nourishment for the soul...like rain to the earth...This is my aim, pure and simple.

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    Stronger Than You Know... - Celeste A. Daniels

    Copyright © 2013 Celeste Daniels

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    Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

    DEDICATION

    For…

    Anyone who needs this book

    CONTENTS

    Prologue

    Who is the Girl

    Identified

    How could they?

    Flashback!

    My Torment

    Bianca’s Birthday

    Visiting Aunty Dottie

    Griffin

    Carl

    The Signs

    My Light Bulb Moment

    I Believed Him

    Pa

    Poetry and Mikayla

    Troy

    The Hook-Up

    Falling in Love

    Breaking the Silence

    The Confrontation

    Moving Forward

    Connect With Me

    About Me

    PROLOGUE

    Hi, my name is Morgan Hunter.  I think I am 3 years old maybe 4 or 5…I just don’t know.  It’s some time in the early 1990’s when all this must have started…I am a victim of Sexual Abuse.

    I don’t know how, when, where or why this is happening to me.  The only thing that makes sense is that I am part of an experimental, sexual phase that young teenage boys go through.  I am unfortunately in the wrong place at the wrong time.

    The people doing this to me are known and trusted by me…they are family.  I have no reason to doubt what they are saying and I have no reason to know that what they are doing is wrong.  It doesn’t feel right but how am I to know any better…?

    **********

    I felt him next to me.  I was asleep like so many times before and became increasingly aware of someone lying next to me…touching me. 

    At first I thought I was dreaming, playing in the park, I kept knocking the bone between my legs on the slide or was it the see-saw…Turns out it wasn’t a dream – I would have preferred the dream…

    He was touching me there, I felt him rub himself against me, putting his penis between my legs.  I held my breath for the umpteenth time since he started doing this to me.  When did it start…I really don’t know.

    I prayed silently that it would stop, watching my breathing as I continued to pretend that I was asleep.  I would moan and breathe deeply like someone who was far away in dreamland.  The truth of it though, was that I was wide-awake in Reality!

    who is the girl…

    Who is the girl I was meant to be?  Left alone to the wolves in a world, which bred me for survival.  I was destined for so much more…there had to have been a purpose for what I’ve experienced thus far.  My life up until now has not been in vain; I refuse to believe that it has. I’ve been through hell and back but I cannot believe that it was for nothing.  I feel the need to find the little girl trapped by the cage of her experiences, ensnared in a world not known or seen by anyone.  She needs escape, to be freed from the trappings of others.  I feel a sense of responsibility to the child I was and am no more.  Release is what she needs, a cuddle from me (now fully grown and mature) to uplift her from the ashes and ruins of the life, which left her crippled and tormented for so many years.  I have a responsibility to her, to place the Band-Aid on the flesh, which eventually healed and developed into a scar, which is the only evidence of the pain that once was.  The only thing I know is that even though this is the visible effect of the truth, no one will ever know the extent of the hurt and depth of the wound. It has healed on the outside, however there is an underlying ache, which still exists by a mere touch of the scar.  It’s been years later and it still feels sensitive to the touch.  I am the daughter of parents who love me, the wife of someone who cares and the mother of 3 children who think I’m their world.  How and why could this have happened to me?  What would they say if they knew?  What would their reaction be?

    **********

    Life might not have been all that I now think it should have been…but the things I’ve been through have shaped the person I am.  Being abused was a different time and space entirely; I survived it with long lasting consequences.  I hate that

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