"Stop showing me this! Stop it! I hate it! I said stop!" She cried.
'It's the only way you will heal. Don't cry, soon I can take you away from here. '. He told her while replaying the horrid memory of her parent's and sister's death in her poor tormented little mind.
"Stop! Please just take me with you now! It hurts! She sobbed.
Suddenly the man disappeared. The little girl knew why. He was coming to get her. She started to cry more when the door creaked open, knowing what would happen next.
"What's wrong Sally? Do you miss your mommy and daddy? Its all right. Uncle James is here to take care of you." He said with a sinister smile creeping onto his face, his breath wreaking of booze.
She sobbed harder as he reached down and pulled up her nightgown, exposing her partially naked body."Stop! Please!"
She said in a pleading voice.
" Oh shut up! It didn't work all the other times, so why would it work now?" He yelled reaching into her panties like he did every night for the past year. Each night she tried to push him away but he was always too strong no matter how drunk he was.
He knew what he did when he was sober. He called it their. ' special time '.
That's why the strange man without a face would visit her often, but only when her uncle left.
The man always made her feel safe. He would bring her presents, like the blue teddy bear that had black button eyes and a red bow tie for her birthday.
Once before she tried to tell people of the man. They all thought she belonged in the mad house. When she went to school the kids ignore, spread rumors, make fun of, call her names, and beat her.
Even the teachers were harsh towards her so she usually just skipped.
She always felt she was drowning, that no one understood or cared about what was going on. " What's wrong with me?" She would often ask the strange man who would then respond with "My dear child nothing is wrong with you."
