Someones In My Room But Nobody's Coming To Help.

[PriyaRose]

"Help me...Help me" Im screaming out. But nobody can hear me. Nobody can see me. Nobody wants to know what is happening to me. His hands fold over my mouth. I can't breath. I will myself to go away. For my mind to leave my body. But that doesn't happen in my dreams. It never happens. I feel like Im being ripped. I can hear his breath. His breath is on me. He's panting. I hate him. I want him to leave. I can feel the sting of tears in my eyes.

"Don't cry you f*****g bitch. You wanted this remember. You filthy slut. You wanted to be close to God. This is Gods will."

Im crying out inside. "Im sorry God. Im sorry im sorry just kill me. Please just kill me. I don't want to live." But I don't even wake up. I can't. My dream just keeps going. Over and over.

Im just a child.

Why?
Why?

 

[April66]

PriyaRose, I could have written this. I wasn't even 4 years old at the time. And the offender was my father. The ongoing sexual abuse and his rage culminated on this day. My mother had finally left him. I thought I would die by his hands, and The deep betrayal and horror made me desire to escape, and desire to die to end the horror. I've worked through th e pain of it for a very long time now. I'm still dealing with things but things have gotten so much better. I'm sorry for your pain. I wanted you to know you aren't alone.