The Spanking Room: A Child's Eye View Of The Jehovah's Witnesses

I had stopped vomiting, but still shook and sobbed. Mom returned to the room to sit on the edge of my bed. Again she asked, "Billy what's wrong?" "That was my bus route," I whispered when I could get words out. "What if someone I knew came to the door?" "So?" "They'd find out I was a Jehovah's Witness." Mom's hand met the side of my head in a flash of brilliant white light and an explosion of pain. I collapsed onto the mattress while she flailed at me, her rage-clenched fists thudding into my eight-year-old body. "How dare you?" she shrieked. "You awful, rotten child How dare you be ashamed of Jehovah? I hate you I hate you " The Spanking Room is the true story of a young boy's upbringing, and how the unorthodox doctrines of the Watchtower Society encourage violence against its most helpless members-the children.