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" leave me alone." I cry to my father.

He smacks me.

I hate when Father is drunk. Because it always leads to him sexually abusing me.

I cry in pain as he rapes me, and I can't do nothing to stop it.

After Mother died. My dad wasn't the same.

I was 4 when my mother had died. She was killed in a car crash.

I wasn't old enough to know what was going on, and my dad would just tell me she was coming back, that she was only at a friends. I waited, and waited for Mother to come back but she never did.

As the years past and I got more mature and was old enough to know what exactly happend. I had stopped talking to Father.

That's when he started to do what he does. I never knew why people do these kind of things. I just knew it wasn't right. And I should've done something. But I never did because I was scared of what my Father might do.

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