"Momma stop I don't like it. I don't like this game. What if daddy finds out about this. Want he get mad." I said as my momma continues to play with my dick. She squeezed it tightly and put it in her. It started to hurt this time. I yelled "fuck you, this has been going on way to long!" My door was locked. My daddy broke my door down.
He had a constipated look on his face. He shook his head at my momma. He walked out the room, I could tell he was mad as hell. My momma was on drugs and stayed on the streets and I see why my daddy kicked her out the house and didn't want her around me and my sisters.
She to get out and dressed, but, my daddy came bc back with his gun and shot her dead.. After he shot her he called the ambulance and admitted to shooting her. I was the last one to see my daddy out of me Monica and Janel.
I heard him say before before bullets hit," You bitch." I sat on my bed, and started to tear up a little bit because I felt the whole thing was because of my fucked up ass. My daddy dat down beside me and slid his hand down my face whipping my tears. I still remember my ole'man's words, "lil'man, young thugs don't cry. Love you man. Always remember everything happens for a reason."
My name is Jamar "jay", and this is my story. I was raped for 7 years by my own fucked over momma. It's a shame right? Well enjoy my ashamed story.
