Hope Stronger Than Scars ~ The Marion Wallace Story

HOPE “Praise God,” she says, “that he cut her face instead of cutting her neck. I saw the bone in her face.” Marion was just a

child and shared a room with her two brothers on the night their father took a garden hoe to their mom’s face. “My mother was a beautiful woman, but that incident left her scarred for the rest of her life.”

And it just added to the scars already damaging Marion’s heart. Marion remembers being six years old the first time she walked into the kitchen on a mission to end her life. She didn’t skip or twirl around like little girls are supposed to; she was looking for a knife.

She gingerly carried the dangerous device to the bathroom and proceeded to press the blade into her little wrists. “Depression hit me at an early age,” she confesses. “I had already been through so much. I had seen so much. Every day

I went to school with my fingers crossed, praying that my mom would be alive when we got home.”

Marion and her brothers would return home from school to find their mom alive but not living much of a life — covered in bruises from her husband’s brutalities.

Little Marion lived in fear.

“I never knew when he was going to come home drunk, tearing up the house. Whenever he was home I would stay near the boys,” she remembers. “I lived in a world of dishes crashing, mother screaming, children waking from their sleep.” And that’s not a world anyone should live in — especially a child.

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