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Originally Posted by BabyNicole
I was wacked in the butt, but never beaten. It startled me, and I knew my mom and dad were mad at me. I don't have kids now, but I wouldn't think twice about tapping them in the a**.  |
That's how my parents were. Usually all it took was her 'evil eye' , but when we did something really bad my Mom would take a fly swat and swat us on the backs of our legs. She never took it too far, and we always knew we were loved. And NEVER enough to leave marks much less bleed!
I remember seeing two sisters in gym class... when they went to change clothes they were black and blue all over. I mean big, nasty, deep bruises. Their parents were drunks and their dad had beat them for staying out after curfew. I was so upset I started crying, but they were numb to it... I guess it was nothing new to them. The last I heard they were both leading troubled lives. So sad. They didn't stand a chance.
Back then there was no such thing as an abuse hot line, or I would have called and reported the asshole. He was a prominent business owner in the town, so I guess if people knew they turned a blind eye on it.