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I am approximately 4/5 years old. I am sleeping at my cousin Sarah's house. We share a bed. I am awoken by Sarah, she tells me that I need to go with her daddy but that I will be ok, I mustn't be frightened. I freeze, I want to scream, I don't like her dad. I want my mum, she's i the flat somewhere .. But I can't, nothing comes out of my mouth.

He is emptying Sarah's money box, he tells me to hurry up and come over to the window. I feel heavy as I leave the bed and walk closer to him. He opens the window climbs out and lifts me out after he smirks as he says "you will be ok don't look so scared" he takes me into his car and I am very cold. I am shaking and I begin to cry. He throws his jacket at me and tells me to be quiet, no one cares about me anyway, not even my own dad. I don't remember the rest of the journey, how far it ws or how long it took. We enter a house.. It's dirty and doesn't have much furniture, there are 6/7 big people in what could be a front room, they are drinking out of cans and glasses, they are smoking and the room is filled with thick smoke. I'm forced to wear clothes and parade around the room, they are strange clothes and most are too big. I cry when I can't do the laces of the ballet shoes and I ask to keep my underwear on... A woman comes over and tells me it is ok, she sits me down and wraps the laces around my ankles a bit like a bandage she says. She tells me that I don't need underwear because I have a beautiful bottom. I am used as entertainment for what seems a very long time, asked to spin around and touch my toes. Eventually I'm asked to put my fingers on my private parts and some men take out their privates parts and do something strange with them. A woman takes her top off and asks me to touch her.... I don't know what else happens, I begin to fly around the room very fast I can see myself below, but I am not there doing those things that are so rude and so disgusting. I fly and I tell that girl how much I hate her for doing those things. This was the first time my uncle took me to a strange house. But it wasn't the last.
 
I am truly sorry for you. Thank you for sharing, I'm sure that was very hard.

Thank you. Yes it was. It has never been shared before. But it has relieved my nauseous feeling this evening. Even if whilst recounting that memory doesn't somehow feel like it was me. Thank you for taking the time x
 
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