Cherry Diary ( Pt 5)

“Shhh… he says to me, as he creeps his impurities into my bed. Quietly pulls my pyjamas off, covering my mouth whilst he holds me. He tells me to play with lil johnny, while he pulls on my hair, he tells me to treat it like a lolly. I give him a blank stare. He doesn’t even pull my pants back up. before he opens the door, he tells me to not tell anybody, or else he’ll tell mommy I broke her favorite vase”
-Uncle Wont Stop Touching Me

♥ Kamiz

Published by Lotus

I am not a Poet, however, I express myself poetically. I am not a student, but I am studying Financial and Information Systems. I am not a daughter, I am being, who was birthed out of a women's womb, and I happen to love her so much. I am not a sister, I just happened to come out the same womb which onced hosted a soul that now means everything to me. I am not a friend, I am an individual who chooses to let endless hours pass whilst spending presious moments with people I now love. Point is, I'm trying to discover who I am and not what or who I am associated with. One thing I am certain of regarding me, is that I AM HAPPY!

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