text: This is the house where all the abuse began. Moved here at just 5 years young, within a very short few years moved out with sisters and mother, only to return at 12 years young for the start of 6 years of physical and emotional abuse by my father. At 12-13 a terrible time started where I needed my father, the only family and source of nurture and affection was all gone in a very short time due to grandmother passing away and mother moving to England with sisters and I was left in the hands of a bully. Confused, hurt, upset, without doubt the time I needed a father more than any other time, he did the opposite and for the following 6 years took all his anger and frustration out on me. I needed love, support, hugs, guidance, but I got beatings, criticism, insults and abuse instead. Bad memories, very little nice moments, trying hard to think of a nice memory but apart from minor things like watching lightning hitting the water, my Sega Mega-Drive, I can't recall, I wish I did just for the record. 