It was past midnight, yet the bed room lights remained on,

There was sobbing,

There were shrieks,

There were tears,

And there was definitely some anger.

A keen eye would have easily recognized the shadows, the dad with a stick, the mom beside trying to restrain him and the bruised daughter on the floor.

A faint light, maybe a computer screen and some other family members around.

As the small girl cried out, as she pleaded, tried to explain, tried to explain that;

no she wasn't horny,

no she wasn't enjoying porn,

hell she didn't know what porn was!

All it was to her, a game someone played with her.

What hurt the most was instead of defending her, why was her favorite uncle, the one who had taught her the rules of the game, stood in the corner, glowering at her…..

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