And another one...

Dear abuser;
The moment my mom kicked you out of the house remains to this day one of the top 2 happiest days of my life. Because of you, there are many many many childhood memories I have lost, memories I should have had but did not because of you. I spent more time in darkness, more time in my own world to hide from you. It wasn't bad enough having my father treat me the way he did, you had to make sure to leave your mark on me as well. I don't know what you did, I don't know how far things went... But I do know YOU WERE WRONG!!! All the times you told me, while I curled in a ball on my bed tears streaming down, it was my fault. I should not have upset you so but you were sorry. "Please don't tell your mom, she will hate me" those words were said too often in our home. I don't know what you did. I don't know if I will ever know the extent of it but I know it's there. I know it wasn't right, you were wrong! You took an entire year from me!!!! You took every memory from me when I was 5 years old. If I ever learned of what you did in that time, what you did for the 7 years you were around, if those black moments were filled with the memories of what you did to me, I might just have the urge to kill you! You are lucky that my memories are hidden from me. You used your strength to take charge of me, to hurt me in unspeakable ways. But that strength has left you, and I am no longer afraid of you. You were the darkest part of my childhood. Even my father, as warped a mind as he had, could not cause the damage you caused to me.

You are pathetic! You are worthless and you are useless! You are the very definition of a psychotic creep!!!! You deserve the prison you are in, you deserve the hole you dug and the misery that eats you today. I know you feel nothing for what you did to me, you never will, but I also know I have a chance to be a good person. I have the chance at happiness and love and my life is full of more color and life than yours. I will never take what you took from me, I will never show a child an ounce of the pain you showed me. You are sick! You are an awful man and if I ever happen to cross your path again, you can expect a very quick and hard blow to your personal member, one that will bring you to your knees and stop you from hurting another girl again. I will break it, I will make is useless and unworking. I will get the vengeance I deserve and I will take from you the very thing you used to hurt me. You will never be able to hurt another.

You disgust me, if there were any one person in this world I could hate it would be you. But I wont let you doom me to hell. But if I ever see you again, you can expect a baseball bat going right your way. You will one day get what you deserve. And I can only hope that I get to be the one to make you pay.