Jac, Zander, and Vaiden

August 27, 2005 at 5:33 p.m.

It's funny, how things like this work. I don't want to get into what my sister and I had to go through while we were growing up, but let me say that it wasn't exactly the most pleasant experience. Our step-father seemed to get some sort of sick satisfaction of making my sister and I cry. Some people would call him an abusive man. I think he was just dealing with some baggage from his childhood. I don't know all the details since his family's been keeping it all hush hush, but I know that he was abused by his mother. I'm not particularly mad at him. I don't hold any real resentment towards him.

But this is a sad example of how this kind of cycle contiunes on and on.

My sister Jac and her son Zander are living with her boyfriend Frank in Belleville. She actually just had a second son, Vaiden (sp?), and that was the reason my other sister Melissa and my mom went to see her this last week.

Now, you'd think that this would be a happy, special occasion. I guess that it was a good time for the most part. Melissa shared a room with my Zander while she was up there. He had to get up in the middle of the night to go pee, so Melissa went to help him. I guess the rustling around woke Frank up, who picked up Zander and started to yell at him for getting up during the night and waking him. He's a big guy, who uses his size to try and intimidate people. Naturally, he scared Zander by doing this, and Zander started crying. That just made Frank yell at him to stop crying. Zander held his breath until Frank left, then just spent the night crying.

From what I'm told, this kind of thing is a common occurance there. I get really scared for Jac and her two sons. I was almost in tears last night when Melissa told me about what happened up there.

I'm really scared for them.

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