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I bent over willingly not knowing what exactly was going to happen. I faced the door hoping help would come through the ***** keyhole. Thing is....... I was always up after eight and didn't have the power to fight nor scream. After this particular incident that happened one too many times, regularly. Everything changed. I slept early. I had anger towards men. I was afraid of speaking up. And lastly I didn't know what it was. Because it wasn't skin on skin, Society would conclude and say it wasn't a scheme . Because I didn't scream, Society would conclude and say I enjoyed it. So what is child molestation? Skin on skin? Or not wanting it to happen at all? I didn't say "No" cause I was afraid, I didn't say "No" cause saying it to an elder was rude, I didn't say "No" cause he was the opposite *** And I didn't say "No" cause I was seven years of age. Now tell me I wasn't molested. Written by :Leechle ❤️
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Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 2:06 PM UTC
The Seven Year Old Girl
I bent over willingly not knowing what exactly was going to happen. I faced the door hoping help would come through the ***** keyhole. Thing is....... I was always up after eight and didn't have the power to fight nor scream. After this particular incident that happened one too many times, regularly. Everything changed. I slept early. I had anger towards men. I was afraid of speaking up. And lastly I didn't know what it was. Because it wasn't skin on skin, Society would conclude and say it wasn't a scheme . Because I didn't scream, Society would conclude and say I enjoyed it. So what is child molestation? Skin on skin? Or not wanting it to happen at all? I didn't say "No" cause I was afraid, I didn't say "No" cause saying it to an elder was rude, I didn't say "No" cause he was the opposite *** And I didn't say "No" cause I was seven years of age. Now tell me I wasn't molested. Written by :Leechle ❤️
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Oct 5, 2018 at 2:06 PM UTC
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