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Daily Routine
Contributed by
itsAsecret
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Tuesday, 7th May 2013 @ 08:27:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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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
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itsAsecret
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2013-05-07 20:27:25]
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