I stayed up all night.. Unable to sleep thinking about the story Harmony told me earlier. I roamed the dark house silently.
Until I came across a book. Maybe reading can take my mind away. I sat down and began to read.
Journal entry #14
I remember... When mama caught me humping the pillows.... That was a very awkward moment... I wish she would've knew about how Ron told me to do it. It was the day mama was going to get a tattoo of me.
She sent me over to Nana's house and Ron was there. Nana left a couple hours after mama dropped me off. Now it's just me and him.
He kissed my lips and pulled my pants down. Then told me to hump him.
What was I to know what a hump was. He held me on top of him and licked his lips as I rocked up and down on his tummy. He smiled when I moaned softly and he touched my but and said,
Now you gotta hump my face... Ride my face like that."
I felt sick to my stomach as I tried to throw up. I didn't want to continue reading but I had to. I opened the book and read,
He smacked my face hard and said faster but I couldn't do he have me a pillow and demanded me to practice. I didn't want to but he put a knife to my throat and said practice. I began to practice on the pillow. My legs would shake and I would moan. Heslid his fingers inside me and said, be a good slut and ride it. With the burning pain inside me I bounced up and down slowly then moved my hips back and fourth. I hate writing this part. Then he grabbed my hair and threw me down. He put something thick in my butt and he said, practice makes perfect. He put his toungue deep inside me me and made me repeat my 123s all the way up to 50 three times-
I felt my stomach do a back flip and crash.
I pooped on him... He pushed me down and went deeper until I continued to poop all over the place. I screamed for help and my tummy growled and popped. Ron pulled his tongue out and laughed at me. then said if you keep practicing you won't shit all over the place bitch
I puked on the floor and slowly looked up.
"That's why you caught me touching myself... Journal entry number 14... Is the reason why I practiced..." I shook my head and last thing I remembered was passing out.
