Could you imagine your own mother beating you, burning you, and
treating the family dogs better then you? Quite unimaginable to me, but that is what
David Pelzer had to go through. My book is the second of a three book series
about the true story of David Pelzer.
Ever since David was the age of 5 years old to maybe nine, his mother started to
hurt him. She told him that he was a "bad boy" and deserved it all; it was some kind of
game to her. At times she would curse at him, beat him vigorously, burn him, make him
eat out of the trash, and starve him for days. The only time he really ate was at school
during lunch because he would just steal food. When he got home from school he was
givin a long load of chores. Sometimes he got the scraps from dinner, but often times on
weekends he didn't eat the whole weekend because there was no school. At night, he
would sleep on an old army cot with no blankets. Very rough and harsh living conditions
for a little boy, but he thought he deserved it because she [his mother] always said he
did, and he had no one to tell him that she was wrong.
Every night he would hear his parents after he was in "bed." He heard them
fighting about him. His father knew little of what was going on because he was often at
work. He noticed the significant difference in the way his mother treated David
versus his other two brothers. He often told her she was wrong and she would just
talk about David as if he was some kind of animal, only referring to him as "It" or
"the boy." When things came down to it, however, David's father would
One incident was at about seven to eight at night, and David's parents
began to fight once again. Them both being alcoholics did not much help the
situation. David heard his mom screaming about how
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