i was abused by my older foster brother when i was 13 1/2-15, he was 19,our mom would make us go and play in the play room after school,and so we would we'd play with the transformers,on the computer,with my dolls normal stuff.but one day he told me we where going to play doctor i though ok we played it before with my dolls, but he did mean with the dolls this time, i didnt know he was he was going to hurt me :°°< he started tuching me i felt weird,then he went under my cloths :°°< started tuching my cheast then he layed me down and undid my pants :°°< i told him no to stop, but all he did was smerk/laugh, :°°< then he started tuching me down below then he puted his fingers inside me, i was frozen with fear then he...he...he :°°< forced my hand down his pants to tuch his :°°< then he :°°°< pulled it out and :°°°°< he told me if i didnt let him put it in me he'd kill me :°°< i was stupid and i believed him. he made me do it all the time. our mom asked if he was hurting me i told her no becaus i didnt wanna die,i was scared shed be mad at me. then one day our mom walked in and seen him abuseing me :°°°< she was angry really angry at me, i wanted to tell her but i was too scared to, it's my fault it happend for as long as it did, if only i had told my mom or fought back instead of being a pathetic frozen with fear slut, am i wrong? :°°< why?? did i feel weird when he was doing things to me? i was saying no but my body was being funny was i asking for it? was my body likeing it? why was my body acting funny :°°< why?????? :°°°°< why didnt i do more to fight it?? :°°°< why????
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on Sat Feb 11, 2012 12:30 am, edited 2 times in total.