Escape Through the Dungeon: Jennifer’s Survival Story
Have you ever been encountered with a trauma in life and never discover how your lifetime will be after it absolutely was all said and done? This really is an account of my trauma and exactly how I survived and exactly how i will be taking an tragedy that is extreme turning it into something spectacular.
This is a story of psychological terror brought on by the hands of my mother. I am the second oldest of 16 children and the whole stories i am planning to describe relays what it absolutely was choose to live beneath the terror and reign of your mother. The abuse started about 35 years back in 1970 and who knew there is 16 victims that are direct many other people affected by her manipulations when all was said and done. Hind sight is truly 20/20 and I think if things were handled differently with the 1987 felony child abuse charges in Waukesha County, there wouldn’t be this tale to tell today in 2005.
There are two time that is distinct in this story: the 17 years ahead of 1987 and also the 18 years after 1987. Unfortunately for several us children involved, the whole story reads nearly the same with only the children involved changing. You will find parallels in both sections I was part of the situation from the beginning and a catalyst for this coming to light that I still can’t believe today and. What you will really see is a really break that is large the system but above all, the master manipulation that would rival the greatest minds. The social workers, the lawyers, the prosecutors, mom got off with nothing in 1987 when she was facing 18 counts of felony and misdemeanor child abuse charges, $180,000 in fines and 30 years in prison by manipulating her children. Her capability to walk far from that without a scar only enabled her manipulating that is psychotic mind that allowed mom to abuse again without fear for the next 18 years. It is heartbreaking to know and live with the fact that these actions have been addressed in the past and she ended up inflicting the same thing on my brothers and sisters as soon as the Department of Social Services stepped out of the situation in the 80’s that is late. You often hear that history repeats itself, but I never could have imagined to function as very same acts of manipulation, terror and intimidating abuse over such a period that is long of.
September 14, 1987 – This is a day that I looked into my mothers eyes and saw my own mortality that I will never forget, it was the day. It had been the afternoon that i needed to stop trying and merely pass away into the world that is next. This day, is engrained in so many of the kids minds that each one that witnessed it can tell you a story of psychological warfare, utter pain, mental anguish, and defeat that is overall. This was worse than anything I have faced in 14 years in the military day. This was worse than anything I could imagine, it was the day that my mother tried to kill me and was the day that I saw the devil in her eyes day. A great deal of this last 17 years have built as much as this moment and also this was merely the straw that broke the camels back.
This day Started like any other day in our house, but it ended being a day that changed our lives forever day. After school that i was walking to my babysitting job which was a couple of miles away day. One of the things that are sneaky did as an adolescent would be to switch my clothes and hair whenever I surely got to school. Mom always made me wear skirts as well as 2 pigtails within my hair up to this very day (i do believe she was reliving her senior high school years I snuck a pair of pants to school and a brush through us) and. I would go to the bathroom and switch out of my skirt and comb out my hair when I got there in the morning after being dropped off. Ted knew the things I was doing but he never said much, the deal was known by him. Well I took my skirt along I was walking to the house I was to baby-sit at but I was still wearing my pants with me when. Unbeknownst in my experience, my mother was following me into the car. She came as much as me and discovered I wasn’t allowed to do that I was wearing a pair of pants and had my hair down and not in pigtails which was one of her number one rules. She shoved me in the car and refused to let me continue to the job and she made me take my pants off into the car and she threw them out of the window. Even today i really do not remember how Mr. Maloney found I think I was in too much shock to remember that out I wasn’t going to be working there anymore. She started to beat me in the head, a 17 year girl that is old into the car and saying items that i recently can not jot down on a bit of paper without cringing. All i really could do was cry to myself but knew it can soon be over, until she stopped at the hair cutters. She said that that I wouldn’t wear the pigtails that she would have it cut off since I cared so much about my hair and. She had my dad take me in and say “cut it short” after which I was left by them there to get it cut. I cried in the chair the time that is whole told the girl that mom was forcing this. She cried too and said she would do not cut it in excess. My father came ultimately back to select me up in which he immediately looked over my hair and said “your mother will probably be mad”. I tensed because I knew that which was coming. I got to my home with no sooner did I head into the hinged door that the bug eyes my mother is so famous for came out and she went straight for my hair. She was so mad she ran over to me and started pounding on my head and my back. I screamed in disbelief and pain and this went on for a time. Then she got much more crazy, she made dad have the other two girls down through the available room to watch what was about to happen to me. Mom dragged me to the bathroom by my hair holding my face up to the mirror and profanities that are screaming me. I was taken by her by the neck with her forearm and strung me up on the wall with my feet dangling. She had freakishly strong grips as she terrorized me that you couldn’t get out of and she made the girls watch. I became screaming, the girls were screaming on her behalf to end but she would not. She pushed to my neck and place her face as much as mine and just yelled over with” at me”do you want me to kill you, do you want me to kill you now” and the only words that would come out of my mouth was “yes, yes, yes just kill me now and get it. She dropped me and yelled at the girls to watch what would happen to them her and she took the knife and started chopping off my hair to the scalp if they ever disobeyed. Just chopped and chopped inside her fit of rage and beating us to my knees. I drained of life for the reason that very moment. She sent us all to our black prison cells of our rooms and the girls cried for me that night when she was done. I slumped down on the bottom bunk, curled to the fetal position and prayed to God I left home and never looked back – After falling asleep in my locked black room in an endless pit of sorrow and despair, the time came to go to cleaning that I wouldn’t wake up.
September 15, 1987 – the day. I became to keep on like nothing had happened. My father called into my room to obtain up to get to the motor car to go to work. I hadn’t seen my hair myself yet because no access was had by me to mirrors following the assault. I felt my head not certain that what happened was a dream or if perhaps it certainly happened. I cried, i recently kept crying. She took the single thing I adored, my long beautiful hair from me that. I looked like a boy and to this day I can’t bear to have hair that is short of this memories related to it. I sat into the motor car with my head on the window feeling lifeless and I had no ounce of hope. I was done, I was finished, I wanted out of my life. I continued on with cleaning, just working through my tears that are silent to check out my dad who allowed this to take place in my experience. How could he let this occur to his daughter? After cleaning my mother made me wear a marriage type dress to school that is high my tattered hair. So there I was, 17 years old, tattered hair in a fancy dress, most assuredly used to distract from my head. She slapped me a few more times when the tears were seen by her to my face and cut my hair so more, to even it out she said. I recently stood there, emotionless, feeling dead into the world. I obtained dropped off right in front of school, tears within my eyes when I was stared at walking through the halls. I walked to my homeroom after which walked right past it. I did not know where I became going but I becamen’t planning to class such as this. I hid into the floor that is sixth staring at my hair, I crawled under the sink in the fetal position and just started to cry. People came in and asked me what was wrong, all I could say to them was, “go get Meg – I only want Meg”. Someone listened, someone got her. To this i don’t know what I told her day. I blocked a great deal of what happened. Someone provided me with a bandana to put up my head and I was taken by her to the chapel in the basement. She stayed she is my hero, she saved me with me all day. She brought in Father Reiney and they were told by me everything. I was hungry and pulled out my lunch and was eating my spaghetti sandwich that was packed I shared a laugh on that one for me, Meg and. He brought in a Nun and they told me what my options were after I told the Father about everything. I had to find shelter for that night, somewhere where I would be safe, she would take me home with her that night before I even got to say a word Meg said. I became so scared at that which was planning to unfold ahead of the each of us. We finished up getting from the bus to make it to her house in Wauwatosa and she and I also were getting into our first adventure. She laughed as we left Pius and traveled through the town I remarked, “oh my gosh, the street signs are blue” at me on the bus because. I never knew that the street name signs were any color other than green. We never left our area that is little in Berlin. That Meg and her mom welcomed me with open arms but the peace did not last too long night. My mother found out she camped out in her front yard and started yelling at the top of her lungs that I was at Meg’s house and. The authorities were called and I also sat upstairs crying as well as in complete terror me back home that she would take. Meg and her mom did everything they possibly could to console me and they said that they were going to get me there that they knew someone down the street and. Poor Jane, Meg’s sister, was left to endure mom’s psychotic ranting and raving from the lawn that is front. They just got a taste that is small of life I became living everyday. I became snuck out of the relative back door and we ran down the street like we were really in hiding from the enemy. We ended up at that other house where I made a very phone call that is important. I experiencedn’t talked to my father’s family in probably 10 years whenever I called Uncle Butch and Aunt Judi in tears. I told them who I became and I stay there for the night that I ran away from home could. I can’t remember what else I talked about but I ended up at their house where mom would suspect my whereabouts never. From the things I was told my mother stayed on Meg’s front yard for the majority of of this night. I can not remember reintroducing myself to my relatives but looking back, i will be so grateful which they opened that hinged door for me. They have been suedo parents to me for the last 18 years and I just am in awe at their selfless acts of kindness that night. As the day that is next there is no school in my situation. I obtained up along with breakfast like a person that is normal. I sat at the table and served myself a meal, something that I had not done in 17 years. Aunt Judi and Uncle Butch listened that I never knew about my extended family as I poured out my life story at the breakfast table and they told me some of the things. Later that Father Reiney came to get me day. They worked through the for an option that would save me night. It was the only real option I experienced and ironically enough, mom’s escapades through the night before at Meg’s house were adequate to get a order that is restraining. Fr. Reiney told me for two weeks that they would take me to a home for runaways called Pathfinders in Milwaukee and they would protect me. I began to cry. I recently began to cry and mightn’t stop. I believe I said yes I would personally go and off we went. Fr. Reiney drove me there where I told them concerning the whole story of everything that happened in my home and then they gave me another blow. They said me stay at Pathfinders if my parents gave permission that they could only let. My world sank again, how can I escape? She could not give permission, I would personally be located out, I would personally be into the trouble that is most I have ever been in and I don’t know what would happen. I told this to them, I told them every word me out to be the liar and the evil one that she would say to make. Word after word I described the way the conversation would play out, I even shocked myself in the known level of detail I provided. She was called by them on speaker phone, and word nearly for word it played out just how I explained. Somehow, someway those administrators convinced her to allow me stay. I became still within my dress, it was demanded by her back. She demanded the clothes on my back, I borrowed some of theirs that were donated and they handed the dress over the day that is next. I do not remember where I slept that night, I do not remember a lot of anything except which was the time that is first 13 years I hadn’t had to get up to go to cleaning.March 23, 2004 – the the kids were taken away… again!! – Another day in the history of our family that is difficult to forget day. I received a call out of nowhere from my sister saying the four kids whom I experienced never known or met before were taken away from mom. Jeffery had turned them in for abuse. My jaw dropped down to the ground in disbelief but more of relief. I immediately went to Annie’s house and walked in and found the young kids sleeping into the family area. I walked in and said “Hi, i will be your sister Jennifer, boy i will be glad to generally meet you guys!” Annie provided me with a run down of what had happened. Similar to myself in the very age that is same Jeffery had enough. He knew he could do the very same thing that I was emancipated and made a legal adult at 17 and went to his guidance counselor to see how. After that, law enforcement were involved as well as took the four children from school and Annie took emergency custody of those. I spent that entire day that is first just sitting with my brothers and sister that I never knew and just talked. I found out who they allowed and were them to generally meet me and understand that I would personally be there for them. During the period of the following day or two, I became the home that is permanent Nick and Jeffery. Charlie was diabetic and I could not care he went to a foster home and Amber stayed with Annie for him so. All over again as you might imagine, these weeks became utter nightmares being brought to life. Nick and Jeffery were thrown into a home with a sister they never met and I suddenly was responsible for four kids as a parent that is single. My rules were strict and also as the emotions played out, Nick turn off on me. He left my custody after a couple of short weeks and went along to live with Ted for a couple months before moving to a permanent home that is foster a mile away from my house. Amber became too much for Annie and her five children with me and through a barrage of emotional rollercoaster’s and a stint at Elizabeth’s house, Amber went to a loving foster home, also just a couple of miles from my house so she came to live. Jeffery had a couple of rough spots nevertheless now lives inside the apartment that is own after High School and loves it. The kids spend a lot of time at my house to give the foster parents a break and they are thriving beyond belief as of today. Our company is hoping mom is held in charge of a long time so these last three could be because of the chance that is best possible to succeed.27 July 2005 – Mom gets time that is hard she actually is in prison tonight! – Judge Dreyfuss was incredible, he not merely allowed every child to help make their victim impact statements, but said it was critical regarding the character of Linda Stephens along with her propensity to abuse again also to make the most of her children. Each young one got up there and gave their statement; each kid described the way they are affected because of what mom has put us through today. Each child spun their tale of manipulation, abuse and control that mom exuded they are affected today over them and how. Mom sat their stone faced without caring just staring ahead together with her jaw clenched.
Then the judge said his piece after which he sentenced mom. He admonished her on her behalf 35 many years of manipulation and stated that she was brilliant inside her schemes and manipulations. He stated that prison can be a punishment either or to protect society. Judge Dreyfuss stated she was threatening society but the threat she posed to her own children were too great to not recognize that he didn’t feel. Judge Dreyfuss sentenced her to three years in prison without any chance of escaping . early after which 8 many years of extended probation and supervision. During those 8 years she would have to get a job that is fulltimewhich she’s got never ever had) and pay off the folks she’s got stolen from. She’s going to never be permitted to have a credit/debit card, credit/debit card numbers, some type of computer, internet access or checking accounts as a result of the extent of her fraud and financial crimes. The Judge stated until they reach the age of 18 (the youngest now is 13) that she was to have no contact with the minor children ever via any means. She was instructed to have absolutely no contact with the adult children in any fashion or form it and on their terms unless they wanted that contact and requested. This really is very important to any or all of us who desire nothing at all to do with her. Was our closure.(* today)