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Stepdad
Contributed by
nikolejones
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Monday, 29th August 2011 @ 04:29:03 PM in AEST
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I sit on the floor and stare at the ticking clock,
As its hands hit four my heart stops,
He'll be home any minute and im all alone,
I've already tried mum on her phone,
I wait nervously in the house for a whille,
When suddenly he walks in and starts to smile,
I slowly step back from him as he comes closer,
He takes my hand and leads me to the sofa,
We sit down and my heart begins to race,
That sick little grin is still on his face,
He grabs my body into his tight grip,
And he strokes me all over turning me sick,
He does horrid things to me then asks me to dance,
As i reluctantly obey i slip into a trance,
I twist and turn my self over his lap,
He clearly likes it as he slowly claps,
I block it all out as he begins to moan,
The empty house begins to fill with his groans,
When he's finally done im tossed aside,
I lay on the floor and begin to cry,
My mother comes in the door and demands to know why,
Why i was crying on the floor with my trousers past my thigh,
I tell her i tripped and hurt my knee,
Because he said if i told he would kill me,
My mother helped me up and sent me to bed,
I lay there motionless and wished i was dead,
All i see in my head as i begin to dream,
Is his how his twisted smile grows and how his eyes gleam,
I'm woken from my sleep late into the night,
I open my eyes and shake with fright,
He comes in my room and starts it again,
The pain is so bad it's pushing me insane,
When hes finished he gets up and out of my bed,
His sick words are still running through my head,
He goes into my mothers room and they lay side by side,
I turn over towards my window and stare outside,
Wanting and wishing to be anywhere but here,
My bodys still overwhelmed with the feeing of fear,
I go to sleep again with tears running down my face,
I think of how happy i would be if i could leave this place,
But then i think of my mother and feel bad,
If only she could see the other side to my stepdad,
She loves him with all her heart and he is her world,
But all he really wants is her little girl.
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Re: Stepdad
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by emystar on
Thursday, 1st September 2011 @ 06:56:11 AM AEST
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This is so sad. I'm so sorry u have to go thru with this. You need to call the police and let them get his dna. You are important too.
Your mom might just kill him if she knew what's going on.
You don't have to put up with that.
Tell someone that trust you.
I was molested by an uncle when I was young and I know the havoc it reeks in your adult life.
PM me any time.
Huggs, prayer, blessings, freedom,
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