Shattered Mirrors Reveal my Broken Heart

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"Thank you, ma'am, for speaking with me. Have a nice day!"
A small ginger child, no older then five, waved his green-clad friend, who was just leaving with his mother, goodbye. He sat quietly, playing with his plush bunny as he waited for his mother and sister to come pick him up.
"Well, Matt, looks like it's just you and me, buddy."
Matt looks up at his teacher with a smile. His innocent kindergarten eyes sparkled at the thought of being alone with his favorite teacher.
"Mr. Adams? Can we play a game? I'll get bored just waiting." He asked sweetly.
The teacher smiled at him, as Matt expected. He was Mr. Adam's favorite student.
"I suppose we can play a 'secret' game. You can't tell anyone, not even your closest friends. Understand?"
"Yes, sir!"
He grins. "What are the rules?"
"I'll teach you a song."
Slowly, he inched towards the child. An evil smirk formed on his face. Matt brushes it off, thinking that the teacher was the villain, and he, the damsel in distress.
"My itsy-bitsy fingers are tickling at your knees."
Mr. Adams began to tickle him, causing Matt to laugh.
"Let's play a game~
It's just you and me~"
At "you", he poked Matt's nose.
"Just close your eyes...
And don't make a sound..."
Matt began to feel uncomfortable, but complied.
'Mr. Adams won't hurt me... right?' He thought with a slight gulp.
"Let my itsy-bitsy fingers...
Touch you all around~"

Okay in case y'all can't tell, I'm fucked up in the head.
Guys, I'm not writing the abuse parts(except for emotional abuse later in the story) from experience. In fact, the song I used for Matt's teacher I got from (what I believe is) a British abuse PSA.
If you wanna give me constructive criticism (NOTE: DIFFERENT FROM HATING. I feel like I have to add that) on how to write abuse, rape, suicide attempts, or mental hospitals (most of these will occur later), please feel free too! I'll welcome it!
Later!
~Eli