Home.
A four-letter word that puts me in a paralyzing state.
A place I know all too well.
A place I have come to hate.
I have spent lots of time trying to understand and feel for a man who would come into my room when he would swell.
In the beginning, I would cry or plead that he wouldn’t make me drop to my knees and make me his playmate.
But towards the end, my mind would go blank.
Blank
Blank
Blank
At the age of 7, I knew what a -job was
At the age of 8, I just wanted to play with toys
At the age of 9, I was still being used for his lustful ways
By 11 His weight was added to me. His sweat dripped on me. His lips pressed hard against me. I cried out-
“Help me don’t let him do this to me,” I screamed to my sister who was 5 innocent years old. Expecting her to comprehend what he has done in our HOME.
He responded-
“Don’t worry she’s acting, this is only a game.”
Game. A four-letter word that puts me in a paralyzing state.
A thing I know all too well.
A thing I have come to hate.
Coming of age
About the Creator
Elina Sanchez
Just trying to juggle my career, school, and attempt to have a social life.
Writing is something I've always had a passion for but I rarely find time.
Now I am making time for my passions.
Instagram: @elina.sanch
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