DFI Online Magazine--Senior Edition

Ionela
GERMANY

Accidentally, I found this site and I thought that maybe, I could write the story of my life, which unfortunately, is not so easy, and also is not easy to describe all the ordeal spent in all these 28 years of life. But, I will try to describe in details my story. So, I need a novel to write you all of these:

My name is Ionela and I have 28 years old. I was born in Brasov city, with domicile in Germany. At the age of one year, my mother abandoned me. She let me in the care of my father, who unfortunately, he has a job. So, he had to let me in the care of my grandmother. It was beautiful. My grandmother were a wonderful woman, a good Christian lady, with fear of God. I've learned many things from my grandmother.

But, at the age of 7 years, my father took me again with him. My father has re-married now. The actual wife of my father, has three children from her first marriage. I accommodated easily, they

gave me at school, everything seemed beautiful... Even if, I were enough little, I felt ''the coldness'' of this woman. In time what I grower up, I started to feel more and more, the hate which this woman had for me. From anything, she beats me. She were permanently unsatisfied, many fights with my father, and so on...

I endured a lot of beatings, I was hungry, without shoes; without clothes, I slept many times far away of home, on streets, in winter time when the weather was very cold... It last a while, until my father full of all these fights, he decided to make justice. But, not as a parent..., he choosed between me and her wife. So, he gave me as a housekeeper at the age of 13 years, at one family, near of my grandmother's house...

It followed another torment, there. I endured very hard works with animals, with cows..., etc. In poor words, I were just a simple slave for them until 14 years, when run away to my father, again. He received me back, but the unlucky followed me again, because my father obliged me to marry...

He told me that he can't take care of me..., etc. Probably, you wonder ...how I've reacted? It was one more beat for me, it was a shock. My own father forced me to find someone to get marry...

I said, enough. I must go away of here. So, I run to my sister's father. I told her my story, my pain, and she proposed me to go to her brother in Sibiu. She assured me that only there I will be in safe. I enjoyed this, and I accepted to go there. They received me well and with warmth, but slowly, I discovered that my uncle liked to drink very much. He were daily drunk, and many fights there...

It past everything, and with the help of God, at the age of 20 years, I met a man. We liked each other, we married, I remained pregnant, so I gave birth to a very beautiful girl. Everything seemed a paradise for me, I were so happy and content that finally, stopped to flow daily tears from my eyes, and that all my problems has disappeared from my life, etc. But, what do you think? After three years of happy marriage, my husband started to come home drunk, he started to beat me very bad, also he begun to tell me many ugly words, very hard to describe. I received many strong beats and many times I had to run to hospital to receive cures...

I wondered myself, if I wrong with something...? I tried again to talk with him, to explain me which is the reason of his behaviour...? And then, he answered me that he has another woman and he doesn't want to live with me, anymore....

Oh God, I can't describe the pain from my soul, I thought that I don't heard well. Anyhow, I decided to let him go in peace for a while, I thought that maybe, this is crisis of moment, and he will come back again to me and his daughter. With this hope I suffered 7 years, until I couldn't support anymore to see how my husband brought women in my home, I were their slave, I offered coffee, food... I decided to run away, so I went to my uncle where I found him very drunk. I felt very lonely, and I started to ask advises from our Good Lord...

With all of these, I remained there at my uncle. I searched a job, a room for me and my daughter. Finally, I found a job in Sibiu, I gave my girl at school 8 hours/day, and I started to work. You have no idea how much I endured again, I barely eat something to can spare money to can pay the rent of our home, the school of my daughter, to can buy foods and clothes for my child. I had a very small stipend, and so I succeed to manage alone for two years. One day, I knew a man with domicle in Germany. I said, let's try again..., why not? Maybe, the luck will smile me..., anyhow I were alone in my country....

So, I corresponded three months with this man, I let my daughter at child's house for a while, I couldn't to risk to take her with me, because I didn't knew how is there and if I will remain with him? I went to Germany, everything was ok, so I brought there my daughter, too. After a while, I remained pregnant, it was ok one year... After a while, everything what my daughter was doing, she started disturb him very much, and he begun to beat her very bad, and I couldn't support to see this. And so, I took my daughter to her natural father. It is very hard for me living here, without my daughter, but at least, there nobody beat her.

Now, I have to occasion to work again, and I want to bring again my daughter here. He can't tell me nothing, she is my daughter. But wait, I don't finished yet. He is not aggressive anymore, he go to work daily, he come back later in night, to take dinner, to go to the Internet, and then ...again at home. We slept together but like ...brothers, and still, he sostain that he loves me. Yes, in these nowadays, the tears flows on my cheeks, and sometime I can't support anymore this situation...