First of all before u start reading... This story is from a novel am writing at the moment .... This is something that have been happening everyday of our lives, some of you might witness it or passed through it in one form or the other... All we need once in our life is a listening ear
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I remember the day it all started, the day my nightmare began... I remember coming down from the school bus to see the front of house packed with cars... I was a smart girl and u immediately knew something was wrong... I walked in to see my mum crying and our neighbors trying to Console her... I called out for my dad wanting to find out what was wrong, bt I never did see him n neither did I hear his sweet melodious voice again.. U see my first love, my best friend, my dad was hit by a drunk driver while going to work.... N who the heck drinks as early as 7 in the morning and to think he came out without a scratch on him
After my dad's burial my mom and I started drifting apart.. She started spending longer hours at work... She was my best friend and she wasn't there for me when I needed her most.... Two years later she got married to a respectable man in the community, a judge and I was happy... I will have a new dad and finally get my mom back... Or so I thought... It wasn't as o expected, you see my mom was a nurse and when she remarried again, she spent all her waking and sleeping hours in the hospital leaving her new husband, my step father at home with me!
At first nothing really happen, he was the best father a girl could ask for but as I grew older, I started noticing the way he will look at me and touch me. At my fourteen, my mom is in the hospital as usual. My step father came into my room with a robe on, telling me that it's about time he gives me my second birthday gift, it's about time he turn me into a woman. My step father raped me... I tried... I really tried to struggle but what can a fourteen year old do to a grown man... When I screamed too much he stuffed my mouth with my panties. He had his way with me over and over again and told me that if I tell anyone he will kill my mom n make me watch him do it... Then he will blame me for it... I believed him... I cried my self to sleep that night... That is wen my misery started.. For two years I had been at his control and on my sixteen birthday, he invited his two close friends over..
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One who was a doctor and the other a mayor .... I was raped over and over again... The doctor was into sadistic sex, my body was covered in cut and bruises and for the very first time I had my first taste of anal sex... I remember crawling on my hands and knees to my room... Because I was too sore to walk... The next month I found out I was pregnant without knowing the father of my baby because they took turns having their way with me..
My step father took me to the doctor for an abortion... It was a life not worth living. That was when I took up the courage to tell my mum... Surprisingly she never believed me, telling me that my step father have been keeping her up to date with all my activities and the kind of friends I keep... That I was trying to ruin a good man's name. I told my teacher next and the pastor... Bt no one believed me... And soon the news was all over the town but still no one called me aside and told me that they believed me.... I didn't have any friends, loves and happiness and I couldn't wait to be 18
Once I was eighteen I ran away and join a strip club... Just wanted to make money enough for me to leave town... I wasn't surprise when my step father came to drag me from the club bt I was surprised wen the owner of the club stood up for me... I didn't have to show him anything, he saw it... I didn't have say anything, he hrd me and for the first time in my teenage life... I felt loved... After my step father left, he just hugged me as I cried..
So YES I was a stripper and am still one... At hrt, because the only people that stood up and by me when I needed to get rid of my monster was in a strip club.