Posted: 8/26/2009 - 1 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
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        i was in his house we werent alone. he had his best friend over. we got in to an arguement over him asking me to bring my little sister over to have se with her. completely disgusted i refused she was only 11 for gods sake. he said " either you do it or ill find her my self and make you watch, itll be a horror fest you wont for get. unless you wanna see her blood and guts everywhere i suggest you do it". furious i smacked him and screamed at him and said " IF YOU EVER TOUCH OR I FIND OUT YOU CAME CLOSE TO MY SISTER ILL FIND YOU AND TAKE YOU APART PIECE BY PIECE BUT LEAVE ALL YOUR VITAL PARTS SO YOU CAN LIVE FOR ME TO BURN YOU LITTLE BY LITTLE AND ILL RECORD IT AND SEND IT TO YOUR FAMILY AND ILL GO TO JAIL HAPPY".( these are words ill never forget).I  was so mad i went to leave and thats when i was struck with a heavy object in the head.( found out laterit was a metal  bat) i saw my own bloodon the floor. i woke upin a hospital to hear him claiming me as his sister and say he had no idea what happened. the doctor told me i had 5 stitches and said i could go home soi did in a taxi. 


                 that is one day i laugh about. not about my sister or me but about the way i had the guts to say and do those things. the outcome was painful but completely worth it...

Posted: 8/26/2009 - 1 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
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 3 hours i was gone.

     i fought with my grandpa for him to let me come see you. in fear that you would kill me if i did not. you waited for me in the car outside. the fear i felt when i got in the car and buckled my seat belt. you began to drive. i have no idea where we were buti knew it was a hotel. you said we were gonna talk. the desk clerk starred at me. im sure he saw the pain in myeyes. you opened the door and we walked in. the only talk i remembered was cursing and screaming. now thinking back it was my own screams i heard. again another day bieng raped. why i dont know. i cant understand why noone cared to intervine. i layed there bare and in such filth. blood all over the bed from the pain and abuse i had just suffered.it can be seen as soaked. you showered. it was never fair you used me as your cheap whore. you came to me and handed me a towel. i refused to bath in a dirty hotel bath. so for that you felt i deserved what you did next. you grabbed my hair and dragged meto the bath and threw me in. i hit my head which made me dizzy. you picked me up by my throat and choked me till it turned black. hard smack is what i woke up to and yelling to get dressed. i was clean but still aching and i put my clothes on. the drive home felt fast, i was in a daze before i got out the car you handed me a box with a boe. i went inside and all my fam asked is what i did and where i went. i made up some story and went to my room

          why didnt i say something why didnt i tell? i guess my sister meant more to me than i thought, cause in the back of my mind his words of hurting her if i told would linger like a plague. i opened the present, the letters that spelled out nani was written on an xoxo chain gorgeous but to me worthless. i needed to rest the next day was the christmas eve event but couldnt sleep much only nightmares.....

Posted: 8/26/2009 - 1 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
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 all i could think about was the filth that covered my body. ripped myclothes off and jumped in the shower that was ready to boil. hoping i could melt the outer layer of skin off. i scrubbed away as much as i could. in my eyes i was never clean enough. i felt disgusting and impure. my virginity had been stolen along with my innocence. his smell stuck to my skin which was some thing i did notlike. i kept scrubbing in hope that i would feel clean again.

Posted: 8/21/2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
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nice summer day. had to go to summer school for failing math (my weakness). i was so scared. i had a horrible gut feeling that day that something was wrong. i remember saying good bye to my grandma(she was my guardian) and thinking is this the last time i see her. i walked out the house and started to pray that something happened so i didnt have to go to the school. i began going down the stairs and next thing i no im at the bottom of the steps. god definitly answered my prayers lol. i had a sprained ankle and didnt have to go to school for a while. it was painful but i was happy.