Friday, November 27, 2009
story telling
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This blog is not for everyone to read. This is really deep for me and I have to get it out. This blog isn't for everyone.You may not be able to take it. No children around please when reading this.
Once upon a time, a young girl still thought well about world. She was at the point in a young girls life were Barbie was to baby but make-up was out of the question. Still with a pureness, as most young children would have Sure, her life not the easiest… but that’s another story…
One day the man, she looked to as father to replace absented father in her life made-up his mind to leave the happy little home… To leave the relationship of three something years when her mother was at work, her bother and she was at school. Leaving them with mostly their clothes, a chair, 2 twin beds, BILLS, a few pots and pan. With no other income her mother was made to choice to move her family from a two-bedroom apartment to a -one bed from apartment. Until the bills and the lack support for their father (child support) became too much and was force to move her family in to a one bedroom… As time goes on hearts heal and as did the young girl’s mother. With a new found support, love, and understanding. The NEW man and the young girl’s mother choose to move the little family in to HIS home. There are rule the brother and the young girl must now follow in the NEW man’s house. Here is a list the rule:
*No meat.
*No holiday are to be celebrate or commemorate other the kwanza and birthdays
*You must a read book to or in front of him, everyday tell him the mean of the book. It you are unable to give him a clear meaning that would match what he thought it you will be little you by him telling to read it over write a report on it.
*If you are unable to read a word you must look it up and write about that.
*He pays the bills in the house. He is the only one who can wear what he wanted. ( even if it was just HIM in his underwear, which is what happen)
*You were unable to stay over friends home for overnight stays and long hours
* Woman cannot show too much of their skin.
*You are to do cleaning not him for he pays the bills or it is his house.
This was most of the good Christian NEW man’s rule. The little family of 3 followed the rules. Did all that he asked (told) the little family to do. The NEW man was love by many people outside his home. Through out the community, church (when he went), friends, schoolmate, and family members. Even the brother and the young girl took a liking to him. With his vast knowledge and culinary skills. The young girl started to pick up the piece she thought leave with her once father figure.
One day the young girl got sick. She was told to stay home in the bed in which the NEW man and her mother shared. The NEW man would come and check on her sometime through out the day. As she slept the cold, off. She was waken by the movement in the bed. (Due to it being water inside the bed). She then started to feel a hand touch her head. She had it know mind. (Just the NEW man checking on her). Then something different happen he got in to the bed with her. The young girl started to get up out of the bed. She thought maybe this was some way of tell her get out with out saying it. However, something weird happen. The NEW man gabbed her. Pushing her body in to the bed and rolling on top of her. Kissing but pinning her arms down. Telling her, it okays what he ways doing to her. Holding her sick young upper body down, as his force his finger down her lower body. The young girl started to cry and pled to him to stop. He took off her panties and does something to take kill pureness of the young girl. He rapes her. As the young girl cried and bled, he in turns goes faster and faster until he does. He then get up and goes to the bathroom and runs a shower water. The young girl lays in the bed hurt, crying and lost-confused-disoriented. He then comes back in to the bedroom and grab the young girl by the arm and the make here way to the bathroom. He then tell her to urinate and he watches he do it. He tells her to take off the remand her clothes and pushes her to the very hot shower water. He tells her to clean her body. Where and how to do it. He tells her that her mother, HIS lover would never believe her. That her mother reveal to him her true thought of her young daughter. How she never believes her! The young girl cried more over the very, very high temperature the water was and over the thought, her mother would never believe her. He was right. He let the young girl slide her body down the side of the shower, In the spot he mad her stand in for over 45 minutes until she her body became a ball on the base of the floor of his Whirlpool. He turns the water off, places a towel over her body, and helps her out the tub. She did all the things he told her to do mindlessly. The young girl was there only in body but her mind was gone. He cooks and she ate it, he put her in to her bed and she laid in it, he told her to take meds and she took them. He act as if the act he did to her did not happen, the things he mad her do didn’t happen, what he said didn’t happen. The young girl seemed zombie like, Soulless. And on that day, she truly was…
This is the story of me being rape. I am the 15% of sexual assault and rape victims under age 12. For the most part, I never felt like a victim. I never call myself that. I was rape but never a victim until Monday 4-14... My ….rapist found his way to connect me with this
Hope all is well. Let's put the past behind us and move forward. I need to have a conversation with you. Trust that it will be a pleasant one. I harbor no ill feelings toward anyone for anything. All is forgiven. God is good and has propelled me to another level. I trust that He has done the same for you. Check me out on my pg and look at my video's. I ask about you whenever I talk to your mom. If you want to talk, your mom has my number, if not I totally understand. May God continue to bless you!
Peace n Love,
My rapist
As if I took something from him. As if, I was the blame, as if I raped and assaulted him for years. Cut me by permitting me to think him and my mother are tell in commutations with one another. I never feel like a victim until today. I never felt like running away and hiding out or just crying, or staying up to type this. I don’t see myself as a victim. I think at time I felted victimizes. I don’t feel ashamed about what happen. I had to grown to get to where I am now. I Never label myself as a victim, just someone who is/ was victimizes sometime.
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Posted by Fri Sep 11, 2009 7:42pm PDT
Report AbuseOh... this is just so... tragic... and terrifying.
... I'm sorry that this has happened to you. I sure hopes he goes to Hell for teh things he has done to you. You are in my prayers. I will not let you go of my thoughts. This is very sad. This man is ill and wrong, he is not a well man, and he is not a man.
Have you told your mother? I think you should, even if he beleives you or not. Go and tell a friend, tell the police, you should have!
I am glad you have left this behind. You alwyas have to leave the past behind you.
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