So this is going to be my second story here on wattpad...I wasn't even going to do it, but then I changed my mind....
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P.S. I have gone back to this chapter and added a bit more since people said I needed to add more description. Hopefully this is better...
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~Prologue~
"Mommy!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, running around my mother, who was as usual on the phone. We were currently in the middle of the park, children were running everywhere, screaming in delight, mothers talking with other mothers, the whole time keeping an eye on their children.
"Wait up a bit, hun, okay?" she said putting the phone on her shoulder. She went to sit on the nearest bench, me following behind her.
"Okay," I said clearly defeated but happy she was listening to me.
I eyed the other kids with jealousy. I wanted to go and play on the swings so badly, just to have fun and try to swing as high as I could. "Mommy! I'm gonna go play over there okay?"
"Sure...whatever just don't bother me anymore," she said clearly annoyed now, waving me off with her hand, still entranced in the conversation she was having with the person through the phone.
I just nodded my head and left, but not before hearing her say that she wanted me to be back when she called my name.
I was so happy that I was going to be able to play in the swings. Funny, though, how I was nine years old and running and skipping around like a little girl. Guess you can't ever kill the kid in me, huh?
As I was waiting for my turn to go on the swings two men began to appear on either side of me. They blocked my way while I tried moving away from them but they wouldn't let me. They started getting closer and closer. I was starting to get frightened, thinking they were going to kidnap me, but then my parents probably wouldn't care.
What they did though was not what I had expected. They grabbed me, one of the men putting their hand over my mouth and carrying me, while the other was leading us to a more secluded place.
I tried squirming out of their grasp, but that only made them tighten their hold on me. I tried looking from side to side, to see if I could get help from anyone. To my utter disappointment, nobody was looking my way, all paying attention to their children.
They tried to walk with me still squirming, making them stumble in their tracks. Once the man in the lead stopped, the one that was holding me stopped as well. What happened afterwards was horrible. They took off my clothes while I was kicking and trying to get out of their grasp, but they continued.
Once they were satisfied with me being naked they took off both of their clothes. I couldn't take it anymore and started screaming. They both just grabbed me, one of them slapping me hard across the face. I felt tears coming at my eyes but didn't let them out. Why? I guess it was because I just didn't like crying in front of strangers, not even in a time like this, no matter how much I wanted to.
"Please let me go!" I tried persuading them, but they would listen. "Please!" I yelled again, desperate to get away.
"We'll let you go after we get what we want," I heard one of the men say.
I glanced at them both and they had lustful looks on their faces. I didn't know what it meant at the time, but boy did I know now.
The one with the brown hair quickly set me on the cement floor, while the one with blonde hair just stared.
That's when I felt something down there and started screaming from the pain. He didn't seem to care though, as he continued thrusting into me, something trickling down my leg.
After a couple of minutes he stopped and got out of me. The other man seemed to have thought it was his turn and went inside of me, while I lay there crumpled, broken, crying for what I had lost, crying for what was happening.
When they were both done, they left me after changing, not once turning their direction my way.
I didn't know what else to do so I started to change, finding out that blood was now drying on my leg. I began to find my way out of this place.
I had to tell you the truth. I had no idea in the slightest bit where I was going, but anywhere was better than here.
"Maria!" I heard my mom yell, so I knew I was close to the playground.
"Mommy!" I yelled back as high as my voice could go without crying or shaking.
I started running to her after I spotted her standing by the playground. I didn't care if she'd said not to bother her, I needed someone to hold me and tell me everything would be okay.
"What happened? Why didn't you come back when I called you? And why are your clothes ripped?"
I couldn't answer her so I threw my arms around her.
"What happened, Maria? Answer me!" she yelled worried now, grabbing my shoulders and shaking them.
"The-they took me somewhere....and then-then they....." I said, feeling tears about to come.
She relaxed. "They what? Did some of your little friends hurt you?"
"No they weren't my friends. They were too old."
"Then who were they?" she asked.
"I don't know they...just took me and then they...took my clothes off...it hurt so I cried, mommy..."
When she didn't say anything I looked up to see that her face. Disgust was clear on her face.
"My God...What kind of men do that to a child..." she said breaking the silence.
"Don't worry, Maria we'll get this fixed. Me and your dad will fix this... Don't worry," she cooed, setting me on her lap and running her fingers through my hair...
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Memories (UP FOR WATTY AWARDS)
RomanceMaria was born from a rich family. She had everything she ever wanted except her parent's love. They treated her like a puppy, only to be watched over for so long. They neglected her and that action changed her life. Her mother neglected her when th...
