Voices of Silence

eighth voice

I was 8 years old, we were at my grandfather's house, it was Christmas, the whole family was there.

There were a lot of people I had never seen, One of those strangers was Carlos, my grandfather's brother, I spent all day playing with Carlos's youngest daughter she was 10 years old one of the few people close to me, the others they were much older or much younger, there was a moment when the house was almost empty, it was at that moment that Carlos came to me and asked if I wanted a doll, I said yes, he said he was in the suitcase with the his clothes in the room and that we would have to go hidden so nobody would see me get a present before the hour, we entered the room and he closed the door, said that for me to win the doll I had to hug him, I did what he he said, he started to smooth me, I asked him to stop and he squeezed me tightly, said he was going to give me a doll that only a big woman plays with, he took off my shorts and sat me on his lap, then laid me on the bed and stayed over me, asking him to stop, when he heard the noise of cars he stopped , he took a knife and slid it over my body and said that I couldn't tell anyone about the doll I got, he made me get dressed and we left the room.

A few hours later Emily, his daughter saw me crying, she asked what had happened and I didn't say anything, so she hugged me and said it was him, needless to say.

we cried for a while together, the two of us hugged, after that christmas i never heard from Emily again.

I spent a few minutes in his hands, she must have been there several times, even so she came to take care of me.

On the same day that I discovered the worst of men, Emily taught me how good someone can be.

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This Christmas was celebrated in Belo Horizonte - MG.