I look at my Mom and see her sad face. He is her brother and I am just her ruined daughter. I realize no one is going to believe me. My Mom is doubting me and if she doubts me then no one else will even give it the time of day.
"Baby girl, think about what you are saying." Daddy says, and I turn to him.
He pulls up my dress over my breast and looks at me. I see sadness in his eyes. I burst into sobbing tears.
"Oh Daddy, I'm so sorry. I didn't want it to happen. I'm so sorry." I say, blubbering.
He hugs me. My head is on his shoulder and I whisper softly in his ear.
"Daddy, it was him. I smelled cinnamon and coffee and he said the same thing the man said. I know it was him Daddy. Please believe me." I whisper in my father's ear.
He picks me up and I lay my head against his chest and pray. He carries me into my room and lays me on my bed. I curl up into a ball, sobs are racking my body. I look up at my Daddy.
"Daddy, I tried to stop him. He was too strong and he hurt me. He said he would hurt you. I tried, Daddy, I tried." I say until the sobs get too strong for me to talk.
