Stop killing me!

Stop touching me!
Please stop telling me no one loves me!
Stop telling me you are the only one who really cares!
Stop saying that you’re doing this to protect me!
Stop holding my hand
stop touching my hair, stop telling me how soft my long hair feels to you!
Stop controlling my life
Stop buying me all the material stuff
Stop given me money

Stop saying you love me

Stop your heavy breathing on me

Stop taking me to hotels

Stop making me cry for fear and pain

Stop touching my body

Please stop kissing me all over

Stop undressing me

Stop forcing yourself on me

Stop rubbing yourself against me

Stop showing me your naked body

Please just STOP , STOP!!!!!!!!!

His breathing on MY body and neck made my stomach sick

The bad smell of his skin gave me bad shiver up my spine

But all the stopping where only said and kept inside of me “the eleven year old child”

 Fear of not being believed by anyone. I only know one thing why did  this happened to me again? Molested by someone I trust.

I only know this has happened to me before but then I was four.

There’s no escape but only to learn to live with this horror of life and keep all inside and in silence is tried. In till my heart expresses it all out!

Hoping someday when I will die it will all end this night mare of mine.

It feels like someone pulled a gun on me and made me die!!!!!!!!!!