It was a life time of emotional and physical pain and it didn't actually start when she was 15, in fact, that's when things got better as she was more interested in getting high. Both my older brother and sister got into drugs and our grandparents who raised us seemed oblivious. They were oblivious when my older siblings constantly beat me down and never once punished them for it. When I got older I started fighting back and they would join in to beat me or my grandparents started the beating and my brother or sister would join in. The last time it happened and I fought back successfully my sister ran off and called the cops. I was so happy when the policeman came and took me to jail. I was 14. They kept me in jail right through my 15th birthday. I think I was in jail for over a month or so and meanwhile there were court hearings, motions, etc. by social workers to get me out of jail. They finally agreed on a compromise and I was sent to Nebraska Center for Children and Youth. When I came home a year later my Grandparents were terrified to lay a hand on me but my brother and sister tried to start it up again and once more they failed. I refused to be beat down and there was nothing anyone could do so they packed me off to a boarding school.