Publisher: wordwizard publishing
ISBN : 978-0-9789069-7-9
Publication Date: 1/26/2009
Language: English
Book Description (formally called "Annotation"):
This may be the most shocking book you will ever read. It will break your
heart and stick with you for years to come. It is a must read and every word
is true. Physical, mental, verbal, emotional, abandonment and sexual abuse.
Includes contact numbers and information on where to get help. This book
gives the victim the power to say NO MORE to abuse.
"For me it was kind of a "one - two- three punch." My Mom bailed on me
when I was five. My Dad was a mean and violent drunk. And I had step
brothers who picked on the smaller kid just
because they could. Any one of these three is bad enough, but all three
together is just incomprehensible."
Subjects
1: Family & Relationships : Abuse - General
2: Family & Relationships : Abuse - Child Abuse
3: Self-Help : Abuse - General
ISBN : 978-0-9789069-7-9
Publication Date: 1/26/2009
Language: English
Book Description (formally called "Annotation"):
This may be the most shocking book you will ever read. It will break your
heart and stick with you for years to come. It is a must read and every word
is true. Physical, mental, verbal, emotional, abandonment and sexual abuse.
Includes contact numbers and information on where to get help. This book
gives the victim the power to say NO MORE to abuse.
"For me it was kind of a "one - two- three punch." My Mom bailed on me
when I was five. My Dad was a mean and violent drunk. And I had step
brothers who picked on the smaller kid just
because they could. Any one of these three is bad enough, but all three
together is just incomprehensible."
Subjects
1: Family & Relationships : Abuse - General
2: Family & Relationships : Abuse - Child Abuse
3: Self-Help : Abuse - General
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Prologue
The story I'm going to tell you will blow your mind. I want you to know that
every word is true or at least to the best of my memory. I was very young
when some of this took place. I am not going to take 'creative license' and
embellish for effect. I intend to tell the story exactly as it happened to the
best of my ability. Most of you won't be able to comprehend or understand it.
But don't worry that's a good thing. If you can understand and comprehend
all of this, then I'm sorry for the things you must have gone through in your
life. I feel your pain. If you're human and you have any kind of heart it will
infuriate you. I honestly hope it does. It should.
If nothing else there may be someone out there who is going through similar
things and just maybe they can relate. If this book helps one person deal
with abuse then it was well worth it.
I did not write this for pity. There's no need to feel sorry for me. I'm better
and stronger for the things you are about to read. It made me who I am
today. I'm sure the things that happened have affected some of the choices I
made in my life. Like anyone else I've made some good ones and some bad
ones. I never claimed to be perfect. I'm not. Only one perfect man ever
walked this Earth and every thing I know and believe tells me this book has
his blessing. I've written several other books. I usually write fiction. But not
today. I've always known that sooner or later I would write this book and tell
this story. It's a story that has to be told.
I thought about changing the names to protect the innocent while writing
this, then a thought occurred to me. “There is no innocent.” Not in this case.
With that said let me say that the people that I mention in this book are real
people. The things they did are real and they are not forgotten or forgiven. If
you are one of the people I talk about in this book then chances are that I
have not contacted you for over twenty years. Why do you think that is? Any
guesses? Read on and you'll soon figure it out.
For the rest of you, if you or someone you know is being abused in any way,
physically, mentally, verbally, emotionally, or sexually, it has to stop today.
It's time to say “No More” to abuse. It's time to “Break the Chains.” Be strong
and do whatever it takes. The abuse ends today.
If you are an abuser and you're hurting someone your time is up. No More.
No matter what you do, or what's done to you, you have to face up to your
own actions. Only you have the power to change your fate. God and the rest
of us are watching. What are we going to see?
Fishing with Dad
On a warm spring day my Dad took me fishing for the first time in my life.
The water was calm and barely moving. It was brown and muddy like the
color of coffee. We were under the overpass on Chilisquaque creek in
Northern Pennsylvania.
My Dad sat on the bank above me and smiled as he watched me climb down
to the water's edge. In the background behind him was a bar called the 40
and 8. I don't know how this bar got it's name nor do I care. I do know the
place because over the next few years I would spend a lot of time in this bar.
I spent a lot of time in other bars as well, but first things first. I was fishing
with my Dad. Fun right?
“Don't forget to push the button.” He said and took a sip from the brown beer
bottle in his hand.
“OK Dad” I said and drew the pole back to one O'clock just like I'd seen my
step brothers do many times before and pushed the button. I flung the pole
with all my might and the sinker and hook and bobber flew straight up into
the tree above me. I looked up and saw that my line was stuck. There were
three or four other lines in the tree with rusty hooks hanging off them.
Apparently I wasn't that tree's first victim and probably not it's last.
There are many moments that stuck with me throughout my life. That was
one I'll never forget. I looked up at my Dad who was staring back down at me
with red glazed eyes. At that exact moment I realized for the first time that
my Dad wasn't the great man I always believed he was. I finally made the
connection. It wasn't my Dad that I hated. It was the brown bottle he held in
his hand. It changed him from something good into something much darker. I
looked at the tangled fishing line in my hand, then back up the bank at the
look on my Dad's face.
I will remember that look always. There was anger and disappointment on his
face. I was only eight years old but even at that young age I knew that fishing
with your Dad was supposed to be a good thing. It didn't feel like a good
thing. At that moment I wanted to be anywhere but there and with anyone
but my Dad. The look in his eyes told me I was in trouble. Yes getting my
fishing line tangled up was grounds for a beating. Lot's of things were
grounds for beatings back in those days.....
The story I'm going to tell you will blow your mind. I want you to know that
every word is true or at least to the best of my memory. I was very young
when some of this took place. I am not going to take 'creative license' and
embellish for effect. I intend to tell the story exactly as it happened to the
best of my ability. Most of you won't be able to comprehend or understand it.
But don't worry that's a good thing. If you can understand and comprehend
all of this, then I'm sorry for the things you must have gone through in your
life. I feel your pain. If you're human and you have any kind of heart it will
infuriate you. I honestly hope it does. It should.
If nothing else there may be someone out there who is going through similar
things and just maybe they can relate. If this book helps one person deal
with abuse then it was well worth it.
I did not write this for pity. There's no need to feel sorry for me. I'm better
and stronger for the things you are about to read. It made me who I am
today. I'm sure the things that happened have affected some of the choices I
made in my life. Like anyone else I've made some good ones and some bad
ones. I never claimed to be perfect. I'm not. Only one perfect man ever
walked this Earth and every thing I know and believe tells me this book has
his blessing. I've written several other books. I usually write fiction. But not
today. I've always known that sooner or later I would write this book and tell
this story. It's a story that has to be told.
I thought about changing the names to protect the innocent while writing
this, then a thought occurred to me. “There is no innocent.” Not in this case.
With that said let me say that the people that I mention in this book are real
people. The things they did are real and they are not forgotten or forgiven. If
you are one of the people I talk about in this book then chances are that I
have not contacted you for over twenty years. Why do you think that is? Any
guesses? Read on and you'll soon figure it out.
For the rest of you, if you or someone you know is being abused in any way,
physically, mentally, verbally, emotionally, or sexually, it has to stop today.
It's time to say “No More” to abuse. It's time to “Break the Chains.” Be strong
and do whatever it takes. The abuse ends today.
If you are an abuser and you're hurting someone your time is up. No More.
No matter what you do, or what's done to you, you have to face up to your
own actions. Only you have the power to change your fate. God and the rest
of us are watching. What are we going to see?
Fishing with Dad
On a warm spring day my Dad took me fishing for the first time in my life.
The water was calm and barely moving. It was brown and muddy like the
color of coffee. We were under the overpass on Chilisquaque creek in
Northern Pennsylvania.
My Dad sat on the bank above me and smiled as he watched me climb down
to the water's edge. In the background behind him was a bar called the 40
and 8. I don't know how this bar got it's name nor do I care. I do know the
place because over the next few years I would spend a lot of time in this bar.
I spent a lot of time in other bars as well, but first things first. I was fishing
with my Dad. Fun right?
“Don't forget to push the button.” He said and took a sip from the brown beer
bottle in his hand.
“OK Dad” I said and drew the pole back to one O'clock just like I'd seen my
step brothers do many times before and pushed the button. I flung the pole
with all my might and the sinker and hook and bobber flew straight up into
the tree above me. I looked up and saw that my line was stuck. There were
three or four other lines in the tree with rusty hooks hanging off them.
Apparently I wasn't that tree's first victim and probably not it's last.
There are many moments that stuck with me throughout my life. That was
one I'll never forget. I looked up at my Dad who was staring back down at me
with red glazed eyes. At that exact moment I realized for the first time that
my Dad wasn't the great man I always believed he was. I finally made the
connection. It wasn't my Dad that I hated. It was the brown bottle he held in
his hand. It changed him from something good into something much darker. I
looked at the tangled fishing line in my hand, then back up the bank at the
look on my Dad's face.
I will remember that look always. There was anger and disappointment on his
face. I was only eight years old but even at that young age I knew that fishing
with your Dad was supposed to be a good thing. It didn't feel like a good
thing. At that moment I wanted to be anywhere but there and with anyone
but my Dad. The look in his eyes told me I was in trouble. Yes getting my
fishing line tangled up was grounds for a beating. Lot's of things were
grounds for beatings back in those days.....
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Before you go forward and read the prologue and excerpt I want you to know that it barely
scratches the surface of what is in this book. If you buy this book from me or anyone else and
you are not completely satisfied I will personally buy the book back from you. I sell these books yes,
but money was not my motivation for writing this book. I want to help stop abuse any way I can. This
book goes way deeper than what you see here. Thank you for taking the time to read this and I
hope you find the courage to say "NO MORE."
Steve Zellers
scratches the surface of what is in this book. If you buy this book from me or anyone else and
you are not completely satisfied I will personally buy the book back from you. I sell these books yes,
but money was not my motivation for writing this book. I want to help stop abuse any way I can. This
book goes way deeper than what you see here. Thank you for taking the time to read this and I
hope you find the courage to say "NO MORE."
Steve Zellers
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