Child Abuse Story From Laraina
by Laraina
(USA)
Molested and not Forgotten:
When my mom got married again to a guy,i knew something was wrong about him.Then years passed,i was 12.the electicity was out,and it was cold at the house,my step dad stayed there.My mom was at court for doing drugs,drunk driving,my grandma asked me to call my dad to bring me clothes for school tommorow,then i called him.he told me to wait for awhile since he was at work,then at 11:00 he came,i was sleeping in my room and my uncle awoken me.I went.We were there and i went upstairs with a flash light and gathered the clothes i wanted,then i was ready,i went downstairs with a bag of clothes and walked in the back and told him i was ready to go back,but he asked me if i wanted to stay so he could save gas for tommrow to get food or something,and then get my mom or vist her.I felt this little pressure on my chest that felt a bit sadness,but i had to aggree,he gave me his phone and i went to the front and called my grandma,and when she said good bye,it was silent for a 10 seconds,because i was crying silently,then i said good bye.Went on my phone and kept on thinking about what will happen,as i thought,a horrible thing will,so i silently cried on the cold couchs leather,a hour or two passed and my dad came in front and said if i was okay,and i was sleeping,then his voice awoken me,i said yeah.He said it's warmer in the back,wanna come?Then i said no,but he said come on and walked to the back,i pouted insdie my little imagination,then i went back there for awhile and slept,i imagined me and my ex doing it,i feel ashame but it seems blessful to me to get my minds off things because of our breakup.But then i felt something small and hard down there it came from the right side,i finally knew what it was.it was my dads hand,his middle finger fingering my pelvic,i made groughy noise like my little brother made when someone was squashing him,like a baby wine,then i faced another way,the left then my dad quickly made that noise and turned to the right,then i decied to go upstairs and stay up there till morning,so i rolled off the bed,and stayed there with a flashlight on,making myself sound scary,like "you shouldn't have done that"Then i went upstairs and slept for ahwile,the he came upstairs,and he said,"You okay qwaush(Qwa-ash)"girl or little girl in indian"I said yeah.He said"Come down here and sleep in the back with me."I said"i don't want to."He asked me again,but this time i said serousily and a bit mad.He said"You know i didn't mean it qwaush,it's just i miss your mom."Yeah right,while those pictures and videos on your phone keep you company you dirty b***ard(excuse me for speaking like this and for wrting some or alot words wrong)I really did saw those things,but i thought it was nomal,but yeah.I will never forget this,when my dad fights with me about me going out with that boy friend,ex,ima say you gonna regret this!and that dirty thing you did to me!im sorry,i said bad words.:(
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