It’s not easy to write ….i never shared my life with anyone before. never shared my “daily life” so its a bit difficult. Ok so I was six years old the first time my mother brought him home and introduced us, and after almost a year he became my stepfather. It started with innocent stroking, glances here and there, but as the months have passed it got worse. He started calling me to the bathroom at home and touching…me lets put it this way. It started to scare me. I was eight, and as a child I was afraid of how would my mother react to this, would she be mad at me? I was an idiot child and I had to tell her before it got worse but its too late. When I was eight, my mother died of cancer and left me alone with this man, and since then I found out what hell is. When theres no one to hear me he’ll be aggressive and he wont be scared to show his true nature in front of me. He hited me and … raped me. All together. And so the years passed, as I grew up I thought about going to the police or run away or anything else, but he always found me. He never told me what he does as a living but he says he has “connections” especially in the police. I understood I have no where to run or turn to, somehow hes everywhere. And so the years passed, as I grew up he became more and more violent. Today I am 19 years old and he continues to do what he wants with me. Until today I had a lot of broken noses, shoulders out of place, many scars and he cracked my head open by “mistake” that time he raped me when he was in a bad mood. I’ve stopped seeing him as a man long time ago, but one thing I know for sure, he cant live without me without his “toy”. I’ve accepted that it’s my life and that’s how it’s going to be, probably, but I’m fine. really. I like to think that theres people with much more difficult situations than me somewhere in the world. and I got used to it. I wont give him the joy of seeing me crying. So I’m okay and i said the same thing at school, “im fine, i just like to fight a lot” they always thought im part of a bad company. but I’m fine. well i just was interested what people will say to me if anyone will know so… feel free to share. its was my first time sharing
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