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It's been a minute since I've uploaded and I would like to apologize. School's been hectic and I couldn't decide how I wanted to go about writing Tanya's  therapy sessions, but I've finally figured it out.  I'm on Christmas break now so I'll try to catch up on my writing.
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Tanya

"Okay, Tanya, so I wanna start by asking how you've been since our last session."

"About the same." I said, "I guess I'm starting to cope with my dad's death a little better. Being able to talk to somebody about it who didn't already know the details was kind of refreshing."

"That's good to hear. So, next up is your rape and abortion."

"Um, alright. Well, I was 14."

~Flashback~

It was Tariq's 12th birthday...

"It's gonna be guys only, Tanya." Tariq said.

"That's fine, Riq." I shrugged, texting Kianna. "Just bring me back something to eat."

"Alright, see you later." Ty said. He put his arm around Tariq and they started walking out.

"Have fun." They closed and locked the door.

I got bored as soon as they left. I really wanted to go with them, but Tariq really wanted it to be 'guys only'. He deserved it, too. Raymond would always give me his undivided attention. Then, my unc- Raymond called me to his room. I sighed because I really didn't feel like getting up. I stood up and made my way upstairs. We had a guest room that he was staying in, so I went there. The room was dark, but I could tell nobody was in there. At least, that's what I thought.

"Uncle Ray-" before I could finish saying anything, the door closed.

When I turned around, there he was. I started to ask him what he called me for, but he put his hands on my waist and started backpedaling me towards the bed. I kept trying to twist and turn to loosen his grip. That didn't do anything except piss him off.

"Stop moving." He gritted through his teeth.

"Then, let me go!"

He punched me. I thought he had knocked me out, but I was still conscious. I had on a cami and spandex shorts. He ripped my shorts and underwear down and yanked my right breast out of the cami and bra. He pulled his pants down and forced himself inside of me. It hurt a lot, especially since I was a virgin. I cried and screamed at first, but it had gotten to the point where I gave up. My brothers weren't coming back anytime soon. I started counting when I stopped crying. 30. He had stopped and released inside me when I got to 30. He got off of me, but I could't move.

"Get up." He said. I still could't find the strength to move. "Get up!"

He pulled me up from the bed by my arm. I felt so sore and I was in way too much pain to move. He pulled my underwear and shorts up and basically shoved me out the room. I felt disgusting. I dragged myself to my dad's bathroom. I turned on the shower and sat there until it got hot. I grabbed a rag, stripped out of my clothes, and got in the shower. My dad liked to use dove soap. I scrubbed my body maybe 4 times.  When I got out, I dried my body and went to my room. I tried to put on a pair of underwear, but I was in too much pain. I went back to my dad's room and put on one of his shirts and a pair of the sweatpants he used to wear around the house. My hair was wet because I didn't put it up when I went in the shower. I grabbed a dry towel and put it over the pillows before laying down and staring into space. Eventually, I fell asleep.