ariane.

A change in ways.

YEP! that's right ! it was my mom. SHE TOUCHED ME CONSTANTLY! . I couldn't believe it when I looked over my shoulder now taken by the head that made me , my own birth giver. She looked at me with this look like she wanted to rip my soul out my chest and step on it. All I could think of is "Amanda how could you". Her name kept popping up in my head like it was a constant thing that was happening. She turned me over and I felt a salt tear come from my eyeball. She raised her hand up and stroked my hair. I jumped thinking that she was going to hit me . I got super scared. Then she opened her mouth and said "oh baby you should be used to this" and then a laugh was let out. I started sobbing uncontrollably asking her to leave me alone and I kept saying "why me why me why me???!" And she just kept continuing to rape me . She took two fingers and stuck them inside of me . I cried and I cried even though I knew no one could save me. In the back of my Mind I was hoping someone could. I made one more remark though.  I said "STOPPPPPP"! And I literally felt my lungs open up while saying it. It was so loud. then "POW" I got hit in the face with a board . She told me if I didn't shut up , then she was gonna beat me so bad my real momma was gone feel it. Oh yea I left that part out. I'm adopted . My real mother got all of my siblings including me, taken because she would beat my brother so bad he would go to school with marks that looked like he was being burned . We all got separated minus one. Lilly, my oldest sister . She was 18. Lily unfortunately ran away from the house that she was living in and came to live with us about 2 weeks ago but I haven't seen her since yesterday. But that's a whole other situation . but back to the horror story... after I had been slapped she begin to rip my heart out of my chest. She raped me and continued to do just that until my tears were as dry as her heart.