How did I get here?
What happened to me?
Why so much pain in me?
Listen let me tell you my story,
And I promise to answer all your questions
It started when I was ten
I was walking back home
But before I entered our house
I heard my dad shouting ...
He was scolding my mom,
Reasons best known to them,
I hesitated a little before going in,
But it's like he sensed I was at the door..
He slammed the door
Sneered at me
Then with quick Heavy steps
He left
I entered the house with fear in my heart
My mum was crying
I wasn't sure what the issue was
So I opted to ask her
She yelled at me and locked her self in her room,
Dad came back accompanied with three guys,
Scared I was,
Dad locked mom in from the outside
And they all sat looking at me,
I smelt a fish but it was too late.
I could read the words from his eyes
His eyes filled with evilness
His friends gazed at my knockers
I knew the first death
Was just minutes away
One of the uncles called me,
So young and innocent I went,
Made me sit on his lap,
And asked me what my name was,
Talked for sometime then he started touching my thighs,
Didn't know what was going on,
The other uncle gave me a sweet and asked me to eat..
Sweet turned bitter
When he started exploring my unborn knockers
It was painful, so I looked at dad for help
He yelled at me with his eyes
Told me to shush and cooperate
It was so painful,
They all teared my flesh,
Blood oozed out,
I died so many times at the moment,
My cries were never heard,
My pain never felt,
So mercilessly they pounced on me,
Bouncing like their lives depended on it,
I looked at my own father recording the whole thing,
My own mom heard my cries but she didn't even ask them to stop.
I was young and helpless
So I could only cry while
They teared my labia manjora and minora apart
pushed their huge members in me with turns
laughed as blood flowered the floor
made my screams their trigger to go deeper ....
As if it was not enough,
They inserted toys in my damaged flower
By now, the pain was too much
I let my self go
Allowed them to enjoy my dying body
I was only TEN
©magi- words from my soul
©Mara pain - life is a series of pain
©mara_pain
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