About the sketch; at 8 years old, I was required to steal water from a neighbor. My oldest sister used part to make DIRT soup with some of the stolen water. The rest went to flush the toilet. Later, my father would take me to a bar. Men would take me out back to a trailer and raped me and everything else evil. We would leave that bar and go to another. I would stay in the car, hoping he would bring out food. He did sometimes. If not, I went to bed cold and hungry. Then I would hear my father beating my mother. From 8 till 13 this happened to me.
This is why in 2005 I started a charity, 501c3, to save other children like me and to save other women like my mother.
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