It's been 10 years since:
I've seen you,
Left me alone without an apology,
Or given me any acknowledgement that I exist.
People say:
You're not worthy,
You're nasty,
and that I shouldn't think of you.
How can I when you're my uncle, I your neice, and you left me alone when you hurt me the most?
When can I ever tell you I forgive you because you grew up with a perverted father?
When can things ever be the way it used to be when I was seven?
Ten years of avoidance:
Men
People
Modern short clothes
You never realized that you were my favorite.
You still are,
but you also made me grow up too fast.
Author notes
-something that i don't want to experience again...what happened actually screwed up my instinct about guys.
A contest entry
- Tell me about something that you feel ashamed of and writing is the only way you can express it. by metalchik1988.
335 points, ended January 3, 2008, 11 entries
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Comments
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Growing up too fast is indeed a bad thing, touching, the way your words seem to acknowledge an event without begging for attention or sympathy, you are a strong person.
The longest lasting Flower is the one with the strongest stem.
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I think that your words could be more wordy but It was good at the same time. If this actually happend to you, I am sorry for the sorrow that you had to go through
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it's ok
every memory i have about it is erased a good bit; i can't even remember what i ate yesterday.
i just remember the main thing that happened, no smaller details, and even at that it's fuzzy.
I just learned how to forget.
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