I sat on my bed and wept, the pain still lingers in my heart. I was so bitter and hated myself so much. I didn't know what to do, so I chose to weep. It didn't help but that was what I could offer my sorrowful soul.
He defiled me but everyone thought it was right. My own mother never wanted to believe that her biological brother could rape me. She blamed me of waywardness, bad luck and every other negative things she could think of. She accused me of wanting to ruin her brother and the family ties. I bore my burden alone as I was the only female and the rejected child of the family.I was broken and ready to destroy myself. If only parents could learn to listen and get things right, teenagers would have less scars to nurse.
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