Stepfather's Manipulation: The Pains of a Dyslexic Boy

By Tom West

This is the first book I have ever written. This is a fiction based on a true story of a manipulative wicked stepfather who captures the heart of a beautiful, innocent married woman with three childrenone boy and two girlsfrom a different class background. The stepfather is hell-bent on jealousy of the younger siblings, especially the boy. The stepfather disregards his own family, leaving behind his wife and his only son, with no regard to contacting them in the future.

An expression from the author who has lived this life does not want this to happen to anybody else, giving you an insight to the manipulation of a wicked stepfather, who manipulates a young boy to remove him from the family with the use of cunning, evil manipulation in such a way that alters the personality and social standing of the young boy, eventually removing him from the family unit and destroying his morals at same time, with a disregard to the young boys feelings, and at the same time, destroying his social life and future.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Jul 8, 2014
• ISBN: 9781496985385

Tom West

Tom West is the pseudonym for the internationally bestselling author of nine novels. Private Down Under, which he co-wrote with James Patterson under the name Michael White, is the latest in the Private series. Tom West lives in Perth, Australia.

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Published by AuthorHouse 06/26/2014

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

About a lovely beautiful innocent young married mother with three children. Who is, manipulated through circumstances into a traumatic manipulative relationship of a next-door neighbor? Who grew to hate the young boy? Now sharing with you the traumatic experiences of this young boy’s life. After looking back over 40 years ago remembering the pain and segregation from the family, that this stepfather put him through. Seeing clearly now the past-unforeseen manipulation, trauma, as Stockholm syndrome is, described in this book. Traumatic bonding to this family which does not necessarily require a hostage scenario, but which describes "strong emotional ties that develop between stepfather and the family and young boy where one person had receive secret intermittent harassment, beats, threatens, abuses, and intimidation this young boy received, from 3 years old to the outset of his life, double standards of this evil stepfather’s secret manipulation of his personality. Was cruel Faithless and downtrodden, that caused a major aspect of the boys life to be Disbelieving by others, everything that he said and done. Of which affected his school career, personality, and future lifestyle.

CHAPTER 1

My father was blessed with a fantastic personality and travel the country and had a great deal of knowledge and experience and professionalism in many areas of engineering sales and marketing.

This takes you back to 1967 the year that I was born. I was born in a little town called Kettering; I was the only son besides two sisters from my mother and father, of which they were both over the moon with our lovely family. If I had, a choice to pick my family before I was born this was the family I picked.

The hospital in them days was very cramped Near to capacity. Surprisingly I was coming a little bit early. The doctors and nurses pushed my mothers bed out of the hallway into an office as soon as the door was shot I was moments away from being born in this office. Moments later my mother gave birth to me to a gorgeous healthy bouncing baby boy. A perfect 7 lbs 9 oz my father was over the moon Words could not explain how happy he was, Becoming a father of a son finally.

Now the family is complete two daughters and one son. Fantastic I will not bore you with the younger years so I will slip through and give you just the interesting bits. As I have won a baby competition and my mum was highly respected as a mother in our village. Even though she worked hard having to boil the clothes in the old copper, mum was very proud of her pure white leaning; she was the talk of the neighborhood in a good way with her pure white Terrie’s towels. (D I Y Baby nappies with a kilt pin to hold it together.) I am sure many people will remember those days. As I want to take this opportunity to pay my respects to my mom for bringing 3 children of in such difficult conditions and doing a very fine job at the same time. We are all proud of our mother and we all love you dearly the old stone cottage. Coal-fired range and gas lighting the water had to be, pulled from the well in the summer or winter. Those times were hard I must admit. For my mother as she was alone as my father worked away a lot. Therefore, my Mother brought up three children in an idyllic and picturesque village civil parish in East Northampton shire. Close by to the civil parish of Piton, near Stoke Doyle, near the river.

The roundhouse cottage will be found on the top of the hill. My mother and father decided to leave this idyllic village moving into their own house Near Staffordshire. This was a modern house with blow air central heating and a gas fire in the living room hot and cold running water. The new house does containing modern appliances the addition of a modern environment. Easy reach local shops nearby. This makes life a lot easier for my mother.

CHAPTER 2

My mother and father decided to leave the picturesque village and move into their own house in Ridgley. This was a modern house in a modern street easy with the shops locally and nearby. This makes life a lot easier for my mother.

In addition, my father was home a little bit more often. Because of his new company car.

As you well know, working away can take its toll on both parties. My father I admit like the ladies.

The thing is we are not here to talk about the troubles of my father. We are here to talk about the troubles and manipulations of a stepfather if they do not like you. In addition, this brings me sweetly to the day of my 3rd birthday.

The first day I met my stepfather. Little did I know? I was being introduced to him, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, just to see if I could get along with him. Obviously, you are going to be on your best behavior for meetings somebody new, not knowing! (The full story). The effects of everybody in the room noted my first contact with him. I was taken into the room by my mother just thinking we was going to visit some people or friends or next door neighbors as we normally do. Or a new babysitter?

I can see this man was smiling at me as I entered the room. He was sitting on the sofa trying to talk to me at first. The conversation grew and we were talking, I like the way he spoke to me, however he was there. To impress me, giving me 100% genuine intention of communication. Nevertheless, I was still nervous and I felt uncomfortable. Then mom picked me up. Before I knew it, I was sitting on his knee I felt that I wanted to get off his Knee immediately. I struggled a little bit. Thinking why is this man holding me, placing his arm around my back to support me also holding me in a way not to induce fear. The stranger started singing this song Soft tone to get my attention; His aim was to calm me down. By singing this song "yellowbird up high in banana tree. I am sure a few of you are familiar with this song. It is a nice song. I had never experienced anybody singing to me in this way before. It was a new experience for me; it worked, this strange man had managed to take control of the situation and me. Reading my body language, keeping me under control and calm, therefore I was starting to settle down. Just to please my mother. As I could see the expression on her face she was saying to me in their facial body language, that everything is all right. Do not move, I’m with you son, (Although this just from the look on my mom’s face. Still feeling deep down nervous little bit worried. I have never felt these feelings before. I knew there was something wrong, but it was all covered up, by smiles and romance and pure motherly trust. As these feelings were all new to me. As what I was witnessing. Looking up to my mother she was sweet with an angelic face, expecting some educating support from mother As I felt a little bit nervous and scared but all the silly thing is the intentions of this man I was still fighting to accepting myself being in this position. Thinking at this time that he would just be a new babysitter. My Mother was smiling and being very nice. The stranger who was introduced as my mom’s friend was Singing softly happy and smiling taking an interest in me, singing to me nicely. The truth of the matter is he was just manipulating the situation and calming me, with his charms calming my mamma and me down. Giving her what she really wanted to see and hear. (Generally, children are very good judge of character, when you are listening to them) (But do not just listen look at their body language. also)

Funny enough I remember that day very well. Immediately after, he had finished singing. I climb down off his knee sheepishly went to my mamma. Mother asked me after we walked out of the house while still in the garden; she said do you like him Tom is he Okays, (Okay in my vocabulary but I don’t really like him much that’s what I really meant to say). I said yes he is okay mom. Who is he? Just thinking that he was going to be my babysitter. However, I was just being polite. As this is what my mom and dad had taught all of us to be in polite society. Not knowing that these very words would be the change of my life.

Those little words yes I like him. This, specific moment assisted, the change, to my family’s future and family life! In addition, my two sisters had been, asked the same question. Mom asked all three of us at separate times and separate locations. Only two of us said that we liked him. Amanda said that she did not like him! but mum picked the two out of the three. How I wish I could turn back the time To this day. As these moments were key elements to the future. (Keystone moments of life) thinking back, I do not think that we could have persuaded Mother any other away.

As this was