She lured me in her home
With promises of games and barbies
She told me she would be my best friend
If I just pulled my pants down for her daddy
She showed me how to do it
I was five and she was six
As I watched him rape her
She told me it was my turn
I just wanted her acceptance
He touched me in ways that I knew felt wrong
I lost my childhood
That awful day
The next five years blur together in my brain
I remember having swear words thrown my way
I didn't even know half of them
I still dream of the way he cracked my head against the wall
When I told him what he was doing didn't feel right at all
My body aches at night in all my female parts
When I remember how they were stretched out, torn and manipulated
So he could invade and violate me from the inside out
And then discard me like a broken toy
Now I am sixteen on the verge of adulthood
But it won't let me in
Because I never grew up
I never had a chance to be a normal kid.
Like so many other victims of abuse
I was robbed.
Robbed of my childhood
Robbed of my innocence
I did nothing to deserve it,
But I was robbed
A contest entry
- Life's not Fair by VeneVidiVici.
800 points, ended October 10, 2007, 9 entries
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