BROKEN
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... And to my uncle, I wrote: Dear Uncle, I'm an adult now. You must be happy with your new life. And your wife? I hope you're treating her well. I heard you now have a girl child like the one you molested thirteen years ago. She must be as beautiful as I was. Do you touch her the way you touched me? Have you told your wife about what you did to me? I'm broken, no thanks to you. Your one act created monsters in me that I can't let go of, and the more I try to let go of them, the more they multiply. You must have been very happy to see me cry, right? The hideous beasts you created come every day to remind me that I can't keep a relationship. Thank you for all you did. You left me with a childhood as terrible as you. I hope I can forgive myself and then forgive you, too. Don't worry, this letter won't get out. I'd protect you, monster! I smiled in tears as I dropped my pen and buried my head in between my legs...
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