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Saturday, 2 May 2009
Is sexually abused! p2
She was only 7. She had just started going to school and those days were the happiest ever! She was a child full of enthusiasm, innocence, and optmimism.
She was very smart at school. She scored the highest scores though she used to teach herself by herself, no help from anybody at all. She was passionate about learning.
Though she was 7 but playing with kids wasn't her thing. She loved to mingle with adults because she felt that her mind is way bigger than hers. Her parents treated her like an adult too.
She loved her uncle a lot since he was the closest to her dad. She loved his kids too. S was at her age and K was a few years younger. His eldest son used to visit her house frequently. She loved him because he used to carry her a gift in every visit. He used to take her to the back of the house and push her while swinging. She loved finding herself in the sky breathing the sweet air and laughing as hard as she could. She trusted him a lot.
Since she had no kids at home with her, he became her friend. He was in 9th grade maybe. He played with her so many games. The game she will never ever forget is "Doctor and a Patient". He asked her to pretend that she is a doctor and he is a patient and asked her to make him a check up. She loved the concept and quickly agreed!
He took his clothes off one by one. She was perplexed for she has never seen such a thing. He calmed her down telling her that she will check his lower part because it hurts and so she approved. He then asked her to take off so he can explain to her the difference between the body of a girl and a boy. She was afraid but he told her that since she is a doctor she has to know the difference in the human body. She got excited because she loves learning and so obeyed him.
She started to get irritated from him after he started to touch her. She didn't know whether it was a good or a bad thing but something inside her made her fear him. She didn't know who to tell! She was afraid to get yelled at so she stopped.
He kept on coming home with more toys. Hearing his voice gave her a shiver down her spine! She kept on hiding in the bathroom until he leaves. His visits became less until he stopped it forever.
She grew up, went to college and was a very smart girl. She didn't tell a soul about it. Just remembering what happened to her for almost 2 years and a half made her cry a river! What hurt her the most was her inability to talk about it!!
P.S. This is not A's stroy but both are related because both girls are close friends. Sorry for not continuing but writing such a story is the most difficult thing ever!