Ginger L. Dudley
A little girl hides in the corner as she watches her father beat and rape her mother.She cries in shame as her innocence is stolen. Her misery follows her into adulthood as she is abused by many men, harassed for months by a woman who wanted her to be a lesbian,she found herself covered in blood fighting for her life! Can you imagine the hopelessness that must have flooded her mind? You could never know how she felt unless you were faced with such a horrifying life. My name is Ginger Burch Dudley, The woman who struggled in life for years was me.In here for a purpose you'll read the story of how pain was turned into a purpose.I have always had a hard life .It started as a child, from the time I was born.
I did not have a normal childhood, seeing and hearing the things that a normal child would not see or hear. And why I trusted a person like Melissa Cooksey, that turned my life into a living hell, and she almost murdered me.
I am here by the grace of God; I am here for a purpose.
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| Status: | Married | | Here for: | Networking, Friends | | Orientation: | Straight | | Hometown: | connersville | | Ethnicity: | White / Caucasian | | Zodiac Sign: | Pisces | | Smoke / Drink: | No / No | | Children: | Proud parent | | Occupation: | self employed | |
introduction
As the heavy sledgehammer pounded into my head and face I felt my bones
breaking. I tried to see the heartless person who could be doing this
to me, but the acid being splashed in my eyes made it impossible! As
the burning chemicals ran down my throat, I gagged as I tried to find
air. Beaten, bruised, and burning, my body began to feel numb! The pain
was starting to fade into the darkness. Thoughts of my children came to
mind. I feared this was the end. As lifeless as I was, I knew I had to
get help. With blood running down my face and my eyes swelled shut, I
somehow made it to the neighbor’s house. There had to have been a
higher power that lifted me up out of the bloody mess I was in! why was
I still alive? A little girl whos innocence was stolen before its time,
a young lady beaten and abused, and now a woman burned, bloody and left
for dead…could it be that I have a purpose?
