It Was Just The Beginning

Was I His Only Victim?

I asked myself this question almost everyday. Did he
know how much he was forever killing me inside? The first time he put his grubby hands on me.
I cried myself asleep. I screamed myself awake, drenched in sweat from the horrific nightmare I was experiencing. Deep wounds I cut into my thighs, Scars would appear there not long after. I wished myself dead. He was a monster. He knew what he had done. Now he will pay.