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"Please Stop,"

*WARNING* THIS SHORT HAS RAPE, VIOLENCE, AND A LOT MORE TRIGGERS! DON'T READ IF YOU HAVE THESE!
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Being a child is never easy, for some kids it is but mine was a living hell zone.

I remember from when it first started, the pain I had, the tears I spilled, the blood that was shattered, and the scars that are everywhere on my little body.

I was 5 years old and living with my brothers and sisters and my "loving" father, mom passed away when I was 3 so I don't remember her. My dad drank a lot so Robb and Jon helped around the house, things like food shopping, bill paying and taking care of us. When my father drinks he goes in a state that I can't imagine. But tonight was the night I wish I don't want to remember.

I didn't know my father drank that night cause when he came in the living room and smiled "Bran, I need help with something down in the basement can you help me?" I jump down from the couch and smiled "okay daddy!" We went to the basement and I looked around "what do you need help with daddy?" He smirked and pushed me in. I fall on my face and start crying, he picked me up after he got in the basement and shoved me on a makeshift bed and ripped off my pants "daddy! What are you doing!" He removes his and starts raping me, he went in hard and it hurts so much, I cry and beg and plead for him to stop but it just came harder and a lot more scaryer. When he finished he got up and shoke his head "you were a mistake!" And when you were 5, that was the hardest thing to hear.

All this continued for 8 years. 8 years of rape, 8 years of beatings, 8 years of whip lashes everywhere on my body. One rape lead me to be pregnant. I was only 11, and my baby boy was very little, and perfect even though my father was its father the baby looked more like me. I stayed in the basement with very limited food, water, and fresh air. No one knew I was gone or so I thought till I hear the door open, I grab my son and run to the bathroom and cry, I hear them coming to the bathroom then the door opened and I saw Robb "BRAN! OH MY GOSH! COME HERE! DAD IS NOT HERE I PROMISE!" He picks me and my child up in his arms and walks out of the house where I saw people with tears in there eyes and smiling *what were they smiling about?* I wondered, Robb sat down in a car with me and the baby still in my arms as we drive off in the car to the hospital.

I've been in the hospital for months now, they said that I went though so many surgeries and a lot of blood transfusions. They checked if I was sexually abused when I awoke but the thing that was on my mind was my baby. And where he was. Robb came to see me everyday but I had this fear of men, older men really. So Robb sat next to me and held my hand, "your okay bran, your safe now." Even though he said that, I didn't feel like I was, somewhere HE was out there in jail probably going to kill me. I look at Robb and ask quietly "where's my baby?" He sighs and looks down "he's at a new home, the people said you can visit anytime you want." I look away and start crying. Robb wants to hold me but that will leave me even more scared.

My doctor came in and smiled "how are we doing bran?" They knew my fear so they got a women doctor. I look up and then down again. "Still not talking?" She was the sweetest girl I know, when she saw my baby, she said he looked just like me, she brought me food and had a lot of patience for me. She sits on my bed and sighs "you know, I have a treat for you, but you just have to say hi. Okay?" I wanted to know what it was but I still didn't talk "Come on bran, you really want to see it. Or more like him. Just say hi." I knew it was my baby she was talking about and I sat up "h-hi Dr.stormborn." she smiles so bright her teeth shown like the stars I see at night. The people who have my baby walk in and I see him smiling and reaching out for me, tears flood my eyes as they let me hold him "j-jack!" I cry out. Everyone saw me smile once in 8 years.

Years have passed, triggers are still at risk but I can walk downtown and not be scared. I live with Robb in a two bedroom apartment. I lock my bedroom door every night and hold my stressed teddy bear every night. I visit Jack every other week after school, I'm a head in my classes and I have a boyfriend, I got to know him over the years and he asks me questions that don't rely on my past at all. One night he was in my room with me and he and I watched a movie, he looks at me wondering if I'm okay, I just reply with a "yeah..I am now.. Thanks Jojen." He kisses my forehead and sighs.

I over heard that my father died in jail and I felt happy, no one is going to live like that anymore. I now smile, laugh, and I have a great life now. But those memories still linger in my Brian and still haunt me to this day. But with help of my brother Robb, my now 5 year old son ( Jojen loves him like crazy) and a outstanding boyfriend to help me make me happier

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Sorry for this short, I had some trama in my life and I wanted to share a rreeaallllyy long one though again sorry.