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"I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh, I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry."
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TW: DISCUSSING SEXUAL ASS*ULT‼️
12 YEARS AGO: DIOR ESTATE
THERE I WAS AT 5 YEARS OLD, COOPED UP ON THE FLOOR WITH A DOLL AS MY COUSIN, ANTOINE, WHO WAS ONLY A COUPLE MONTHS YOUNGER THAN ME, SPOKE TO ME AS IF I WERE THE DIRT ON THE FLOOR HE WALKED ON.
"DADDY AND MOMMY TOLD ME YOU'RE USELESS." HE SPOKE, STANDING OVER ME WITH A SICK GRIN.
I KNEW THAT, BUT STAYED SILENT.
HE WAS A MALE. I HAD TO RESPECT IT.
"THEY TOLD ME THAT YOU SHOULD'VE DIED IN THE WOMB." HE SMUGLY HISSED.
I STOPPED PLAYING WITH THE DOLL IN MY HAND.
I KNEW THAT.
WE WERE OUTSIDE IN ONE OF THE MANY GARDENS. THIS WAS PREDOMINANTLY WHERE MY MOTHER WOULD GARDEN, SO IT WAS REALLY ONLY WHERE ME, HER, AND DAD WOULD HANG OUT.
ANTOINE AND HIS DAD ONLY EVER CAME HERE TO TORMENT ME OR WRECK MY MOTHER'S HARD WORK.
I'VE LEARNED TO BECOME DESENSITISED TO ALL OF IT.
I WORE A WHITE FRILLY DRESS MY MOTHER CHOSE LOVINGLY FOR ME.
"MY DADDY SAID YOU'RE RUINING YOUR FATHER'S CHANCES OF BECOMING CLAN LEADER."
MY EYES NARROWED.
"SHUT UP."
MY MOUTH BETRAYED ME. I INSTANTLY KNEW I WOULD HAVE TO REAP THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY WORDS AS MY EYES WIDENED.
INSTEAD OF REACTING IN PURE ANGER LIKE I WOULD HAVE THOUGHT, HE SMIRKED.
HE LANDED A SOLID PUNCH TO HIS OWN FACE, CAUSING BLOOD TO GRADUALLY DRIP FROM THE CORNER OF HIS UPTURNED MOUTH.
"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID. YOU'RE GETTING SENT TO THE CELLAR FOR THAT, Y'KNOW. BITCH."
