Do you know what it feels like?
Do you know what it feels like to find out the reason you got pulled from a summer camp was not because your little sister punched someone in the face all those years ago? Instead, it was from something much worse.
It was only this morning I found out the true reason I was pulled from Jockey Hollow Girl Scout summer camp. The real reason is well... (If you are sensitive to rape or molestation, I suggest you stop reading)
She got molested. My older sister got molested. In the shower. By older girls. They were unsupervised. Older girls molested my sister while she was in the fucking shower.
When I was younger, I used to attend Jockey Hollow Girl Scout camp every summer. I loved it there. One day I randomly got pulled out. I was mad about it. I loved it there. I thought that I got pulled out because my little sister punched someone in the face on the bus ride there, but no. Its because my older sister. Someone molested her in the shower. Well not someone, a bunch of someones. A bunch of older girls. Who were unsupervised. They molested her in the shower. I only found out because I saw they had a CIT program for the summer. So I asked my dad if I could go there and he told me. He told me the real reason why I never went back.
Now its playing over and over in my head. So if someone messages me now, and I don't answer, that's why. I'm thinking and crying. Yes, i'm crying like a pathetic bitch. Because its one of my greatest nightmares coming true. One of my sisters got hurt and I couldn't stop it. I would of beaten the crap out of those girls. The only one who gets to hurt my sisters is me. Cause they are my fucking sisters. Mine. No one fucks with my family except for me, (not in anyway sexual, if you dare make it that way, I will fight you). No one hurts anyone I care about and gets away with it, well except for those lucky bitches.
Anyways, i'm going back to thinking and crying.
~Calli
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Não FicçãoThis is the straight up story of my hell. Anything I say in here is the complete truth. I will not use real names for the sake of privacy, I guess you can kinda say this is a blog of some sort. Edited: This is my blog from the years 2017-2020. Come...