Voices of Silence

twelfth voice

I was 9 years old when I was raped, I had gone to sleep at a friend's house, my mother took the opportunity to go out with my father, they went to a bar to drink ...

My friend and I spent the afternoon together playing, at night she went to the market with her parents and at home we just stayed with me and her older brother of 19 years ...

I was in the living room, I was watching cartoons, he arrived with a towel and sat next to me, took my hand and put it on his penis, I started to cry, he pulled me by the hair and put the penis in my mouth, I was crying trying to scream, then he turned me on his back and made me sit on top of him, I was crying a lot, I felt a lot of pain, he continued, he pulled me hard, when he came, he took me in his lap, took me to the bathroom, washed me , took a knife and cut my thigh, said that if I said something to someone he would kill me ...

When my friend and her parents came home, I asked them to call my parents, took out my cell phone, walked away and started telling my mom what had happened, what she did to me hurt more than the rape, she was drunk, said I was lying, that I was a spoiled tomboy and that I just wanted to ruin her night, my mother hung up the phone and only picked me up the other day at 9:00 am.

I was born in the interior of the state, and at the age of 5 I moved to the capital, Rio Branco - Acre.

I discovered early that sometimes death comes out of pity, some people suffer so much and in such a short time, that they cannot stay long in this land.