Ten Years old, a child
A usual gathering with family friends
Delicious Italian food
Playtime
He is fourteen
Playtime in the bedroom
Playing in the closet
Don’t tell anyone I am doing this
Those words haunt me to this day
Darkness
I cannot see my exposed body
His weight is heavy on me
His breath is hot on my face
Pain
Make it stop
Fear
Innocence lost
Rape
It is such an ugly word.
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"Weep not sad soul, nor forget, that sunrise never failed us yet."
"Madness such as this, its like trying to stop a fire with the moisture from a kiss"
"Stupidity has a knack of gettings its way" ~ Albert Camus
A usual gathering with family friends
Delicious Italian food
Playtime
He is fourteen
Playtime in the bedroom
Playing in the closet
Don’t tell anyone I am doing this
Those words haunt me to this day
Darkness
I cannot see my exposed body
His weight is heavy on me
His breath is hot on my face
Pain
Make it stop
Fear
Innocence lost
Rape
It is such an ugly word.
------------------
"Weep not sad soul, nor forget, that sunrise never failed us yet."
"Madness such as this, its like trying to stop a fire with the moisture from a kiss"
"Stupidity has a knack of gettings its way" ~ Albert Camus
