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[aid] => mick
[title] => Daily Routine
[time] => 2013-05-07 20:27:25
[hometext] => ---Very deep. but yeah i my father sexual abused me for years. after he left all 3 older brothers did... enjoy...---
[bodytext] => When i was about 3 years old Daddy said he was getting kinda cold He told me to sit right to him Wrapped me in his blanket As he watched TV He puts his finger in my mouth Which tasted like the smell cigarettes And something else i did not recognize It smelled like that stuff my mommy and daddy would share I heard one of my brothers call it "weed" a while ago I did not understand what it was All four of my brothers sat on the floor watching "Dragon Ball Z" While i close my eyes and hope Hope they will turn around and see What a monster he can be But none of them ever did This B*stard! How dare he? Isn't this what my mother is for? Not his 3 year old daughter Suddenly caught up in thought He gets up and goes by the stairs "Cmon follow me" I stood there mute I could not move Scared out of my mind But i knew i had too If i didn't, it would be much worse I followed him upstairs as he opens my mothers bedroom door "Sit on the bed" he spit out So i do How much i regretted it, every time i sat on that bed When i look at him he locks the door This is when i usually started crying While the tears stream down my cheeks I wish for my mommy How does my mother not notice? Is the kitchen that far away? No, last time i remembered it was right beneath us As my mother cooks dinner Her "Man" Takes advantage of me Her "Baby daddy" Takes advantage of her 3 year old As my "Father" Takes advantage of me As he does all the things he is supposed to protect me from I get more scared by every thrust I am in pain I cry out more I hear footsteps coming up the stairs Yes! Yes! i scream in my head He pulls my hair until my ear is up to his mouth "This is our little secret okay" He says in a thick Spanish accent I nod my head as i sob some more As he lets go of my hair i run towards the corner and pull up my pants fast Daddy Quickly zips up his pants and unlocks the door He walks over to the closet and picks up some candy He hands me the candy and tells me "Remember its a secret" "But why daddy" i always asked "Because if you tell, ill go to jail again, and that will make mommy sad. Plus no one will believe you anyway" I nod my head and take the candy The door opens and my mother walks in "Why are you giving her candy?" my mother snapped "She was hungry" Was all he could say "You knew i was cooking dinner!" my mother yelled "I am sorry" My daddy would say as he stroked her cheek and her bottom They walked down the stairs hand in hand One by one By every step My heart sank deeper Deep into my stomach As i wished it would all end "Please god" i would say "Save me" But apparently god wasn't listening Because this became my daily routine [comments] => 0 [counter] => 136 [topic] => 43 [informant] => itsAsecret [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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