Not Anymore

by Moriah   Jul 21, 2005


A little girl came home after school one day. She was about to leave when she saw her papa, but he had a game for her to play.

He said, "Come here darling, lets play a game." From that day on her and her dad's relationship wasn’t the same.

Everyday she came home from school.....let me tell this girl's only five......So when her dad tried to touch her she could never run and hide.

He would hold her tight onto her bed and rip off all her clothes.

The game that he would play with her dealt with touching from her head to toes.

On day the little girl went to her dad and said, "Daddy why do you do this to me?" He replied, "Baby girl don't you see? It's apart of life every girl goes through and there's nothing you can do!"

From that day on she never said anything until the day she turned twelve. That's the day when she found out that her dad had lied and had put her through a living hell.

Even though her dad had stopped the game a year before she still wanted her mom to know the truth, so she went to her dad and yelled, "I hate you!" Her mom came running in and she screamed, "I hate you, too!"

"I hate you for not seeing all the S**t dad used to do. Everything he told me, I thought that it was true. 'All girls go through this,' I remember that's what he said. It was after I asked him why? Then he raped me in my bed.

The girl's mother was crying when she told her husband to leave. Actually he was her ex-husband to be......A year later.....

Everyday the girl still goes through pain. She thinks there is nothing else to do, but cut t o release the strain.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Black~Rose

    a tear ran down my face when i read this. i know how it feels i've gone through that only it was my boyfriend at the time. it's not thhe same as him beinga father but i do live with the pain and cutting seems to be the only way to let it out. 5/5 if you want to you can read and comment my poems please