If Only....When i was little around the age of eight my brother and i shared a room. One night he was so mad that my dad and step mom went out. He tried to kiss me but i kept pushing away. He went out of the room and he grabbed duct tape. He tied me up with it and ripped off my clothes. I tried screaming but no one was home. He slipped into me and it was so painfull. He kept smacking me around saying stop being a bad sister. Once it was over he left for his friends house and i was left in the room crying and bleeding. He did this repeditly for many years. I was to scared to tell anyone he said he would hurt me. This summer i finally came out about it to my mom. I went to the police and told them. Now my dad and my step mom hate me because of what i did. The police couldnt do anything because there was no cunfessions and no evidence. I regret everyday not saying something that i should have. Sometimes i feel like its my fault for not speaking out. My mom blames herself for letting me live there for so long and not even noticing how sad i was.
nooneisperfect11 13-15, F 1 Response 0 Nov 4, 2012