Prologue
I was age 6 at the time. I was a small, immature, and helpless little girl. But there was one thing out of my whole entire life that came back to me every single day that I could never keep out of my mind. It just stuck there. From then until now, this secret has changed the way I am today. It has been messing up the way I eat, the way I feel, and in result, everything for me has gone downhill. I am bipolar, I used to cut myself to show how I feel and I now have cuts in my arm and my thighs, but they are starting to heal. I was anorexic, and I almost had died because of it, but I guess I'm beginning to try and eat. But for you to understand how I got this way, I must tell you how all of this began.
He was tall. He was strong. And I was so helpless.
I even remembered trying to open the door for my freedom. But he was there blocking it from me. That's when he tried to kiss me. But I wouldn't let him. I ran up the long stairs to get away, but he kept coming closer each step I took. The stairs felt like they would never end. Once I got upstairs I felt safe, that relief turned into pain when he caught me. I was so defenseless and lost, me being so little and confused. I tried to make him let go of me but his strength had made me weak. I couldn't have ever imagined this happening to me, especially after I had absolutely nothing to do with him.
I should have suspected it. Calling me pretty, beautiful, skinny, princess,
precious, a dream. But I didn't.
He has me now and I can't let go.
I'm crying and tears are falling down. I'm scared.
Confused, so ashamed.
Like this was all my fault I let this happened.
I felt dirty now. From then on, my life was seen in a whole different perspective.
I should have tried more to get away from. I know
I didn't deserve this.
My name is Acacia (Ace) Oni and
I didn't deserve getting raped.
The picture of Ace is up so you can go see a picture of her :) Thanks for reading this means so much to me...

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