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Father, sexually abused me, from ages 4-9. Brutally beat my leg, when I tried to stop it, one day. Well, it did stop, but my leg suffered for it. He tried one more time when I was thirteen. I just got off the bed and said, " If you ever touch me again, buster, you will be in jail." He looked back at me and said, "You do not have anything to touch, anyway." Now. There is a good father for you.