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My Father Scared Me Speechless. Here’s How I Got My Voice Back.

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My Father Scared Me Speechless. Here’s How I Got My Voice Back.

After years of terror and abuse, the simple act of speaking paralyzed me with fear. Now I will never be silent again.

Brijana Prooker
Nov 4, 2019
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I must have been 5 or 6 years old when Jessica, a girl from my elementary school who lived across the street, invited me to hang out with her and a group of other neighborhood children. My mom said I could go, but she adamantly made me promise not to ride my bike in the street, which we’d seen the other children doing for much of the afternoon. I could ride in Jessica’s large driveway, but no farther. I promised her I wouldn’t ride in the street, and I meant it. But then, 15 minutes later, when Jessica said everyone was going bike riding again, I panicked.

I tried to tell her that my mom had told me not to ride in the street, but the words would not come out. I stood still as Jessica and her friends marched toward their bikes. Maybe they’d forget about me and ride off without me. I could wait on the lawn until they came back and keep my promise to my mom.

But Jessica noticed I wasn’t following her and beckoned to me. With each del…

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