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Hi I'm Ginah (19), I go to Biola University. I'm on my own (not by choice) and I have been since last July (2014) two weeks before my birthday. A little about me, I love having fun hair colours I’ve had anything from blonde to black and lavender to sea green. I’ve been in band since elementary school and did track for two years in high school. I play the French horn and the ukulele. I’m a Leo, I love video games, my favourite colour is black and I love myself just how I am(but it took a long time to feel that way), I’ve been told I’m a very strong person mentally and physically. I’m a vegan and love all species on this planet. Over all I’m a happy person but in my own way, I don't express my happiness in the normal way but in a more apathetic way but hardly ever sad. My life has been a mess up until my senior year of high school but I like to live in the now and not the past, but here is my story.
When I was about two my parents got divorced and I went back and forth between them. They hated each other and would communicate through me when I was in elementary school which they were not supposed to do and in my opinion is very childish. I haven't lived with my dad since my freshman year of high school he had been abusive for many of my younger years and was very neglectful towards me and would believe my step mom when she would say I did something bad. My step mom hated me, she was an alcoholic and there was constant fighting, she would hide her bottles everywhere, including my room, and I would just bring them to my dad and walk away without saying anything, she was always trying to make me out as a bad person. In my freshman year I was removed from his house by CPS. After that I moved in with my mom full time and she had never been the best to be around. She had had a daughter at 18 and I could tell even from my young age she regretted it. For a long time I was the "good" child I wasn’t the target of her abuse but this was before my sister started to run away and was gone for long periods of time. When I started High school and started living with her full time she targeted me more because my sister wasn't there much, she was in and out of the house because she had gotten pregnant. So my mom’s abuse shifted from my sister to me. She would call me fat and tell me I wasn’t pretty even though I was very active with marching band, track and during my junior I had a job. She knew how to work around the system so even though I went to my school counsellor and reported her to CPS multiple times they never did anything because she knew not to leave marks, and she would remind me that she could hit me all she wanted and for a long time she didn't let me go to church for some unknown reason. During high school I was constantly in my counsellor’s office crying and having to report to CPS. I had depression and was self-harmful since middle school and was just so ready to be done with the abuse. She accused me of having sex, drinking, doing drugs and being pregnant more times than I can count(none of which I did) and when I would tell her no she would call me a liar and beat me because I was "an ungrateful bitch." In my junior year my mom took things to a new level. She took all the food out the cabinets and locked them in the fridge. So she was literally trying to hurt me more than she had in the past, I’m glad I had a job at the time otherwise I would not have had food to eat. She also stopped taking me to school which caused me to miss my 1st period class every day and I told the school and the only reason she resumed taking me was because the police told her if she continued to not take me then she would be fined a large amount. The end of my junior year I was going to be 18 and she constantly would say that I’m being kicked out as soon as I turn 18, I just ok and planned my move to my friend’s house. She would look so amused when she would tell me how I’m going to kick out soon and that I had nowhere to go. I left 2 weeks before my birthday because I had things planned for about two months.
I've made all the right choices with my life, never got in with the wrong people, didn’t drink or use drugs. I got into all 5 universities I applied to, but despite my good life choices and numerous extracurricular activities I was a “bad” child. I have been attending Biola this past year, I’m a Kinesiology major and have been doing well with my studies. I have a scholarship for $32,907 and my pay gap is $10,487, my university was very helpful knowing my situation and I was very lucky to have a kind women pay the difference. However as this year comes a close I am in the same position as last year. I have been looking for a job and even though I’ve applied to many places I have not been able to get one. I hope that anyone who sees this page can donate or share this on their Facebook so I can continue my education and have a better future.
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When I was about two my parents got divorced and I went back and forth between them. They hated each other and would communicate through me when I was in elementary school which they were not supposed to do and in my opinion is very childish. I haven't lived with my dad since my freshman year of high school he had been abusive for many of my younger years and was very neglectful towards me and would believe my step mom when she would say I did something bad. My step mom hated me, she was an alcoholic and there was constant fighting, she would hide her bottles everywhere, including my room, and I would just bring them to my dad and walk away without saying anything, she was always trying to make me out as a bad person. In my freshman year I was removed from his house by CPS. After that I moved in with my mom full time and she had never been the best to be around. She had had a daughter at 18 and I could tell even from my young age she regretted it. For a long time I was the "good" child I wasn’t the target of her abuse but this was before my sister started to run away and was gone for long periods of time. When I started High school and started living with her full time she targeted me more because my sister wasn't there much, she was in and out of the house because she had gotten pregnant. So my mom’s abuse shifted from my sister to me. She would call me fat and tell me I wasn’t pretty even though I was very active with marching band, track and during my junior I had a job. She knew how to work around the system so even though I went to my school counsellor and reported her to CPS multiple times they never did anything because she knew not to leave marks, and she would remind me that she could hit me all she wanted and for a long time she didn't let me go to church for some unknown reason. During high school I was constantly in my counsellor’s office crying and having to report to CPS. I had depression and was self-harmful since middle school and was just so ready to be done with the abuse. She accused me of having sex, drinking, doing drugs and being pregnant more times than I can count(none of which I did) and when I would tell her no she would call me a liar and beat me because I was "an ungrateful bitch." In my junior year my mom took things to a new level. She took all the food out the cabinets and locked them in the fridge. So she was literally trying to hurt me more than she had in the past, I’m glad I had a job at the time otherwise I would not have had food to eat. She also stopped taking me to school which caused me to miss my 1st period class every day and I told the school and the only reason she resumed taking me was because the police told her if she continued to not take me then she would be fined a large amount. The end of my junior year I was going to be 18 and she constantly would say that I’m being kicked out as soon as I turn 18, I just ok and planned my move to my friend’s house. She would look so amused when she would tell me how I’m going to kick out soon and that I had nowhere to go. I left 2 weeks before my birthday because I had things planned for about two months.
I've made all the right choices with my life, never got in with the wrong people, didn’t drink or use drugs. I got into all 5 universities I applied to, but despite my good life choices and numerous extracurricular activities I was a “bad” child. I have been attending Biola this past year, I’m a Kinesiology major and have been doing well with my studies. I have a scholarship for $32,907 and my pay gap is $10,487, my university was very helpful knowing my situation and I was very lucky to have a kind women pay the difference. However as this year comes a close I am in the same position as last year. I have been looking for a job and even though I’ve applied to many places I have not been able to get one. I hope that anyone who sees this page can donate or share this on their Facebook so I can continue my education and have a better future.
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Ginah Banks
Organizer
Thousand Oaks, CA