The story of every 3rd girl in this world

Not a fairy tale

It was a very weird starting where it wasn't known when it started.. was she too small to realise what was this or was She too stupid to know what was this.. not knowing she loved the attention she got by everyone especially the bold big fat person who used to look like he could straight away eat her.. His round eyes giving her a naughty look when she wore her favourite short skirt knowing he would love it...he complementing, his voice was good until one day she decided not to wear short dresses anymore so that he doesn't touch her again.. her favourite things started becoming the most hated things she had... she realised she never liked that ..
until one day she tried to rebel him for touching her...
until one day when she finally cried knowing that this isn't correct and She doesn't want this thing...
until one day She realised that this wasn't an option, it was a force...
that day she wasn't small anymore...
where everyone was dealing and fighting with oneself to choose between doremon and Tom and jerry she was dealing and fighting with a person in her own house to not let him touch her... making all the efforts to not let him come in her room.. making all the efforts to not show her Mumma papa that she was already tired and dying inside at the age of 10..
where she didn't get any fairies in her dreams instead dreams of a monster coming close to her at every possible time...
where everyone was afraid of Gabbar and went to sleep..she was afraid of her servant who could ruin her sleep...
where a teen of age 17 used to have sleepless nights she at the age of 7 started having sleepless nights afraid of someone coming to her room..
where everyone was blackmailed to do their homework or they won't be allowed to go to play here a girl was blackmailed to not to tell anyone and to obey or they could be thrown out of the house due to the wrong doo she has done..
where she couldn't handle anymore and tried to suicide at her 12th birthday..
where Mumma papa used to say to not talk to strangers and to share with anyone in the family whether she had been tried to be sexually assaulted they never knew that the person they treated as a family was the person who broke their daughter...
where Mumma papa was afraid to send her alone outside so that she was safe they never knew that she was only safe outside the house and not inside..
this thing started like a tradition where her innocence and magnanimous personality eventually made her a sex toy..
She lost her childhood she lost the most beautiful phase of her life.. she was no more childish she was never childish she became mature wayy too soon because she understood what life is wayy sooner than a normal child.. she became abnormal by heart.. and now she regrets being so silent being chup caught in a web of dirtyy lies and dirty memories.. her all beautiful memories of childhood lost against the bad Memories.. she couldn't fight against her greatest fear, where she still gets cramps in her stomach listening to his voice or his name..
she have had the worst past anyone could have., even after leaving that place she couldn't overcome her past by the scars.. that scars that blackness made her heart black she had to face that alone again she was becoming a teen she had to face the teenship, the bullying welcomed her..she has lost her everything and she can never in her life till her death can forget what has happened with her throughout her childhood.. this ending dosent seem good but maybe it is meant to be like this..it's not a happy ending and maybe won't ever be for her