I remember that the first time my stepfather abused me, we had just moved house and the mattresses were still placed on the floor next to each other, my mother worked at night and my sister and I stayed with him ...
I was 11 years old and my sister 03, he took care of me since 02 years old, I called him daddy ...
I was sleeping next to him and I woke up with him touching me, I thought it was strange but he said nothing, two nights later with the beds already assembled I woke up again, this time he was in my room, next to the bed ... When I came back from school I told my mother what happened, she called him, asked me to repeat ... when I was talking he started to cry and say that I had dreamed, that I was crazy, I don't know how he did it but he turned the game and became a victim, it ended with me having to apologize to him for lying, because he threatened to leave the house and my mother made me apologize.
After that he started to abuse me whenever I get home from school, he feels me, squeezing my body while he masturbates, rubbing his penis on me, it's been a while since I managed to avoid it, since I was 13 years old I stay maximum time away from home.
And whenever I'm at home I walk with a knife, maybe the day he rapes me or kills me my mother
believe me, i stay at home and face him because i won't let him do to my sister what he did to me, even though we don't have a mother to defend us, she will never be alone.
I face demons every day, so that my sister remains an angel.
This girl is Portuguese, introduced herself with the name of Anne, never told me her real name or where she really is from.
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Voices of Silence
Non-FictionAt the saddest moment of my life, I plunged into silence and there I heard voices. Voices of people who have gone through more things than me, more pains, more sufferings, but were willing to listen to me and tried to take care of me, this book is a...
