I'd Step On My Own Reality Childhood With My Mind

Back to Milly's home

"My bus is here so see you later!" I waved to her, "Bye!" Dalia waved back. I walked into bus and drove off. "That girl is so weird." Boy spoke to me, pointed at little girl. "You're not nice." I looked away. After bus stop by my home and dropped me off. I looked up and saw Milly standing outdoor, angrily. I slowly walked to her but she blocked the door. "Where's your sweater?" She asked. "I-I don't know...Maybe I left my sweater in school." I answered, nervously. She grabbed my wrist and brought me into living room. I got scared, whimpering. "YOU EVIL, IT'S MY OLD SWEATER! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LOST MY SWEATER!" Milly yelled at me, and shook my wrist. I cried, "Stop! Please!", Milly pulled my arm and dragging me to my bedroom. My foster sister, Jasmine watched and did nothing. "YOU DUMB, FIND MY SWEATER OR YOU'LL GO TO HELL!" Milly yelled and slapped my head. After she left me alone, I breathed heavily. Then I spotted someone standing next to door, I looked around and saw Tony standing over there, grining. Then he walked toward me and sat next to me. "Wanna have fun?" He asked me as he touched my hair. "Yeah, what about gameboards?" I asked him because I think he meant that he want to play games with me. "No, more than gameboards." He replied, gave me dirty face. Then I felt uncomfortable because I felt something moving on my lap. It's Tony's hand, he moved his hand on knee to stomach. I didn't mind because I don't understand what it is means. And he fingered me. It reminds me of my grandpa. I let him doing this because I still don't understand, until I learned something in longtime and I'm very, very, and very disgusted right now because I've been let him did it in 2 years.