T.W TALK OF MOLESTATION AND RAPE!
I don't mind being blind or going blind, I know by the end of this year or the mid of next year I will be blind, Completely. But this was inevitable, I have my phone rigged up, I walk with a cane during the day, i am basically blind as of now.
For this reason I have grown to love the night time. I stay out all night, 10 pm to 5am depending on the time of year it changes around.That night where I met mickey I could see him clear enough, he had cool black hair that was swiped to the side, a tough face that looked like it's been through some shit, and the most gorgeous, deep blue eyes that looked me up and down like I was a statue or a monument, something to be admired. 'n liefdesoog wat nooit besoedel sal word nie, which in English means a lovers eye never to be tarnished. Ironic eh?
He was teeny tiny, could fit in my pocket kind of guy, but looks like he would protect me, I couldn't protect myself to save my life, can't stand confrontation I feel tears brimming in my eyes and my throat ache whenever someone says something slightly disapproving to me, or a stern voice...don't get me started on a stern voice. My voice turns into that of a mouse when someone does that.
Doesn't make sense why I'm so afraid of it. I've been exposed to it my whole life.
I am an American, I have an American citizenship, my biological mother and father are American.
I grew up in south Africa till I was 17.My biological mother and father are drug addicts, they didn't want me when I was born, so they sold me. Literally, for 3 thousand dollars as a 4 month old. I didn't know this till I was 17, sure I knew I was adopted or something as the woman who cared for me was black. And I was a pale shit compared to her. I had my father as well, he and I worked in a gold mine, we were happy unlike the rest of my miserable city. Johannesburg.
Full of rape, murder, beatings and robbery. I was targeted, a white man with black parents wasn't common
and of course being gay, but no one knew that. Kids would find me and beat me up, stealing what ever I had even my clothing but I didn't care as long as I returned to my parents Elizabeth and Abeba.They have been trying for a child there whole life, they were 32 which was about 20 or 30 years away from the life expectancy, so they bought me, telling me they found me in an orphanage, I settled with that. Never had a longing for my real parents.
I loved my mother, she taught me to be caring and make due with what I had. Becoming blind in south africa was common as glaucoma and chlamydia was very common from bad hygiene and health. I loved my father who taught me my work ethic, working with him since I was 5 years old in a gold mine with pay of actual money and not rape or beatings or physically binding chains. The pay was shit but we were doing better than a lot of people.
I had a great education there, learned math, English, biology, and chemistry in my school, always wanted to become an English and mathematic professor and here I am today teaching math and English to shithead obese American college students.
my 17 birthday was traumatic to say the least. I was waken abruptly by mama screaming and holding me while my dad fought of the officers, I cried like a mother fucker, not able to fight back despite my stature. I had no idea what was happening but I knew it was bad.
I was brought to a police station, missing mama and papa already, I was there for a day and brought to a court where I was told I was being deported and mama and papa where supposedly being imprisoned for human trafficking I explained to a lawyer that they would never do that, only to hear that I was the one that was trafficked.
I heard that papa got 10 years and mama got 7 years. I was heart broken.
This happened because my actual mother and father wanted me back to America.The next week I was deported and brought to my biological parents house in Chicago.
They were nice enough, a little richer than my dear momma and papa, they tried showering me in gifts all of which I refused, they were the terrible people who took me away from mama and papa to eat burger King and play stupid happy families.I learned that they were far from normal after a month. They noticed my declining eyesight and was disgusted.
"He must have chlamydia." My mother would mutter disgustedly to my father.
Then they started using hard drugs, heroine, coke, ecstasy all that shit.
It came with beating and insults.At the age of 18 my vision had dwindled more, I couldn't see during the day so they took advantage of this, hitting me a punch here or a smack there , and refusing to buy me a cane untill I was brought to the doctors for a check up.
My 19th birthday was nearly as traumatic as my 17, my father had his brother's over and they partied up a storm, delighted they remembered such a date. I hid in my room.
At 12 am an older man maybe 40 or 50 years old, came into my room, as it was dark I could see it wasn't my father.
I could see 2 younger boys behind him perhaps 30s.I knew what was about to happen.
I've heard many story's in my country of sinister things like this.
So I braced myself, having no ability to ever protect my self I just started to tear up, grasping my pillow while the 2 boys flipped me over holding my arms down and their knees holding the back of my legs down.The older man pulled my pants and boxers down, me being a Virgin and not knowing what to expect he shoved his small penis into me, his now bare thighs
Slamming into the back of mine.
I could feel pain as I bit the blanket tears seeping down my face.The worse thing was his cold touch, trying to be loving towards me, he kissed my neck and rubbed my side as he fucked me.
After an hour of pain and torture he left me. Stark naked laying curled up.
Good thing it was about 2 inches there was a little blood nothing major.But it was the touch,and the grunts the feeling of being lost and stuck.
I remember how I was taught by my beautiful mama, don't be a bitch get up and do something about it.
So I did just that.
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Fuck You Gallagher
RomanceMicky milkovich gets doubts with his relationship with ian, Ian falls out of love and rekindles with someone while leaving mickey to wait around like some bitch, or so Ian thinks.