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A Child Called "It" by Dave Pelzer

Ok, so first I would like to say a huge I'm sorry to everyone, I know I am not putting up nearly as much content as I had originally planned to . So IM SORRY!!!!!!

On to the book I am discussing today, this book is A Child Called "It" by Dave Pelzer. Now warning, this book is not for those who have weak stomachs or hearts as it horrifyingly describes the TRUE STORY of one of the worst child abuse cases in history. I can't say this enough times, this book is a MEMOIR! David was abused by his mother for years and looks back on how "the mother," as she is referred to, brainwashed him and the rest of the family. David actually believed that he deserved what he got sometimes! I found this book powerful because the author does not hold back any details and describes exactly how he felt throughout his entire life with "the mother."
When reading this book I was fighting back tears and most of my classmates thought I had problems or something. I found it so unsettling how David was not only beaten and treated worse than a dog at home, but he was also bullied all the time in school because of his appearance and smell. This made David feel so alone in his fight and reassured his idea that somehow all his troubles were his fault.
A fantastic read that I really recommend, but I would do it with a fresh box of tissues and a hug nearby.

Also a special thank you to Carly for lending me the book :) l

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