My name is Colt Cumpton and I am going to tell the story of what my family is going through. My family and I desperately need help. My mother Chris is going through a terrible divorce with Paul Cumpton who has abused all of us for years. My brothers Clay and Clint, my mother, and I have had to live behind locked doors and live in fear of this man. He always told us that, “No one is going to believe you over me” or “It’s not abuse it’s just options.” He has physically and mentally abused us all for so many years we have lost track of all the incidents. We couldn’t do anything, or tell anyone about him because if word got back to him we were in for it. Those that have been bullied would understand. When you are up against a tyrant that controls your every move and thought, that has ruled you with threats and intimidation your whole life you think it’s totally hopeless. When we have reached out to some people they have scoffed and made us feel as though we should be asking ourselves “Are you sure it’s abuse?” or “Are you just imagining it?” All the while the abuser keeps on abusing. It really hurts to have people do that to us. They are just adding to the pain and suffering that we are going through. Why do you think people don’t get out of these abusive relationships? Yes, it feels shameful and embarrassing to reach out for help; it hurts even more when your hand is slapped by others. People do not deserve to live in constant fear and live under a dictator. Why is it so hard for people to understand? Paul has run all of us into the ground our whole lives. Before Clay and Clint were born I remember as a young kid, Paul hurting my mother, threatening her with divorce, throwing bags on the floor, telling her to leave, to pack her things and go. All my memories as a kid were him hurting me and mom and him yelling in anger and hatred at us. I have no good memories of him as a kid. When Clay and Clint were born he told mom everything would be better if he had his “own kids”. My mother was a widow and I an orphan because my dad died from an asthma attack when I was still a little baby. Over the years of getting to know Paul I know what he saw. He saw two victims that he could take control over since he is a predator. Paul acts one way in public and then something vile behind closed doors. It is in his nature to take, lie and steal from anyone, but play it off as a saint. His skill in deception and lies is very strong, but our faith in God and in each other is stronger. This trial that we have been in has been very hard, and at times tests our faith because what we are going through is really ugly. Even amid this storm there are many blessings, we live on a beautiful farm were my mother, brothers and I live and breathe together with the cattle, we have a wonderful church that is overflowing with wonderful godly people called Eagle Creek Church, that has been a light to us all in this darkness. We have wonderful friends that have helped take care of us, like giving us food since Paul has taken all the money, helping pay for our fuel to be able to take care of the cattle. The Court has ordered us not to be able to sell anything and mom has no income, even though we all work seven days a week keeping several hundred head of cattle alive. I would go get a job, but I feel like I have to stay with them and protect them and help them with the day to day jobs with the cattle because those jobs are so hard and need many people. Paul is able to make money with his gravel hauling, lime spreading, custom hire, and row crop while we have nothing. He is not supporting us with any food and bills, he is taking it all for his own gain which is causing serious financial stress on us all. Paul has never shown any of us any love, we have begged him for love, respect, and to act like the godly man that his family needed. All he repaid us with was pain, suffering, and anger our whole lives, and he chained us down with his threats where we felt completely helpless. Paul had a great opportunity to make this family farm something beautiful. He has torn Clay, Clint and I apart in everything that we love. All of us brothers loved cattle showing and horses. Paul took every chance to tell us that all our hobbies were a waste of time and money and that we should be serving him, to be his slaves. He has shown no kindness toward any of us. He told me that I was a waste of time and money in adopting and that all of us boys will never accomplish anything in life or amount to anything in life because we all can’t do anything right. He has constantly told us we aren’t worth the living expense it takes to keep us alive. All we wanted as boys was his approval, a simple good job, or I love you. If the word “love” was written on a piece of paper this is what Paul would do to it. Paul would grab it, crumble it up, throw it in his mouth, chew it up, spit it on the ground, then smash and grind it into the dirt. That is how all of us boys feel about him and what he has done to us. Right now Paul is suing all of us boys for everything we own like our cattle and all the property we own like things that belonged to Rob and things I made in FFA. What good parent sues their own children? The only person that has supported us our whole lives in everything that we boys love has been our mother. She has stepped into the fire for us boys so many times because of Paul, she should be a pile of ashes. Paul is trying to take everything and leave us with nothing. All we want is live and work and serve God in peace. We are not ok and we need help from others. If from the bottom of your hearts and God willing please help my family and I. We are ones that have a hard time reaching out for help because we have always tried to do things on our own, but this is bigger than any of us can handle and we need help and through the grace of God I have faith that we will. We thank everyone very much.