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I'd turned into a servant in that house. Weeks passed by and things got worse.

Aunt Christina had fired all the employees that uncle Ken had employed and replaced them with people that were loyal to her. All the former employees I could depend on that were my friends were fired.

Aunt Christina would starve me and beat me up often. I was dirty, pale and hungry. I looked more like a slave than anything else. Nobody wanted to touch me, approach me or even speak to me. The new employees tossed me around as much as they wanted to. I'd gone from the little boy with a satisfying...