Child Abuse Story From Tsholofelo
by Tsholofelo
(Pretoria, Saulsville, South Africa)
IT HAPPENED TO ME:
I was only 12 years and now I am 18. I thought that I was going to the grave with this secret. Even my mum does not know about it. When I was a kid my mum was unemployed so I was struggling to get money for school lunch. I went and told my father's best friend about the whole thing. He then promised to look after me. He said, "Come past my house every day after school to collect money, but don't tell your parents." I agreed. Because he was my father's best friend I did not suspect anything.
The following day after school when I was about to go home I found him waiting for me at my school's gate. He offered me a lift home (his house). When we got there he told me that he will give me money if I only sleep with him. I refused. He then chased me away without giving me any money.
After a week of hunger at school, I could not take it any longer and went to his house. "I knew you will be back," he said with a big smile on his face...I was so scared that he even told me, "Don't be scared, I wont hurt you. It will be nice, you'll see." He then stripped off his clothes and told me to strip mine. "No, I can't," I said. He then started touching me all over...took me to his bedroom with tears streaming down my face. When we got to the bedroom, he stripped off my clothes...pushed me on a bed and climbed on top of me...kissed me. I could not take it any longer. "Get off me," I said, but he refused. He had sex with me and thereafter gave me money and took me home. It happened for about 6/8 months as far as I can remember. Then eventually my mum got a job, then I no longer went to him...to have sex...to collect school money... and it is now that I see I was being abused.
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