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I got dressed and left. He asked me to never tell this to anyone and he will give me chocolates for that. The second time it happened was just a couple of days later.
He was drunk this time. I was making teddy bear in my drawing book and watching Jurassic Park with my brother when he came to our room.
He asked me to follow him to his room and my brother to continue with the television. There was no one whom I could tell all that.
I was too scared of him now. The next time my father forced himself inside me was when my mom had gone to attend a funeral.
It happened just like before. After my mom came back, he continued abusing her. She is a nice person. When I heard my mom telling how he forced her as well to have sex with him, I finally blurted out everything.
My mom and my aunt hugged me and cried. None of the buas and chachas supported us. They treated me and my mom badly. They would make me sit in front of everyone and ask me to tell in detail about what happened.
During that stay, one of my cousins also tried to do things with me. When I was asleep one day, he lied next to me and started kissing and running his hands over my body.
And at that very moment there was a power cut, and other people came inside the room. He would come along with my younger brother and emotionally blackmail my mother.
It continued for a few days, and my mother again fell into the trap. The same thing happened again with me and my mom. He started abusing and assaulting her every day.
One night when he left saying that he had to go for work, my mother understood he was lying. She followed him up and caught him red handed. My father came running in from the back door and locked it.
Perhaps he wanted to rape me again. I took my brother and escaped from a small hole in the backyard.
Some street dogs chased me, I was scared to death. My mother then contacted us and we moved back to Rourkela.
But this time, even my grandparents were not ready to accept her as she had gone against their will the last time.
The struggle continued as we lived in a very small room. I managed to give my board exam by lending some money.
My mother always ensured that my education never got hampered in any way. I did a graphic designing course and now I am well settled in a good company.
But, I never got a childhood which I deserved, and I guess I will always regret that. If you look from the outside, then everything will look normal now.
But when you step in a little deeper, you will understand what she goes through even today. The truth is that things like these are almost impossible to forget.
She is one of the toughest persons I have come across in my life and I feel grateful that I came across her and got a chance to be her friend.
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After a while we got bored again then the tables turned and it was my turn to be locked in the closet. Mitchell and Alex grabbed me and threw me into the closet.
After a while I heard them whispering and I knew something was up. All of a sudden they opened the door and said "torture time!
I looked at Alex's bed head and there were ropes tied to the posts I looked and the foot of his bed and there were ropes there too. They threw me onto the bed.
I was struggling at this stage cause I really didn't want to be tied down but I was a small 12 year old against 2 guys that were bigger than me.
They pinned me down and Mitchell who was an expert knot maker tied me up. I couldn't get free no matter how hard I struggled.
Now me and Mitchell both knew that Alex used to wet the bed because in a previous sleepover when we were about 7 we were wrestling and Alex's pants were half pulled down and we saw his Goodnites.
Anyway I was tied down and Alex opened one of his drawers and pulled out an old Goodnites. The look on my face must have been easy to see because Alex and Mitchell both looked at me and Alex said "were going to have a baby today".
Mitchell looked at me and just laughed. They both untied my legs and I thought they might just put the Goodnite on over my pants but ohhhh no I was wrong.
Mitchell began unbuttoning my jeans and they slid the zipper on my fly open and pulled down my jeans. I was sooooooo embarrassed. I had on a pair of boxer shorts with racing car on them.
Off came my boxers. I was lying there half naked in front of my best friends. I couldn't believe they had done this to me.
Alex had the "honors" of pulling up the Goodnites. All of a sudden I felt a great feeling it was great. Still it was over powered by having some of my friends putting them on me.
They tied my legs back up and started on untying my hands. Then they pulled off my shirt. I was just lying there in a Goodnite and I couldn't do anything.
Then came the teasing "awww look at the ickle baby" Mitchell said. Alex came back a few minutes later carrying two sippy cups his mom often looked after his younger cousins".
One was full of milk the other was just water. Mitchell held my nose while Alex poured the liquids down my throat.
I had no choice, I had to swallow. They closed the drapes and turned out the light and shut the door. About 2 hours later of just lying there I needed to pee badly.
They came in asking "what? I'll be good I promise" I said. I realized I was speaking to my friends as if they were my parents.
Then they laughed and said "go on, pee. We'll be back soon". I heard the front door of the house close.
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