*BANG BANG BANG!*
"Chan, open your door NOW." - Dad
"Why Daddy?" - Me (12yrs old)
"Open it sweetheart, Daddy wants to play a game." - Dad.
So I opened it. I didn't understand why my dad wanted to play a game @ 11pm though, but he's my dad, so I'll allow him.
"Daddy, what are you doing?" - Me.
"Shut your mouth. Stay silent." - Dad.
" But wh - " - Me.
That was it. He pushed me onto my bed. He undid his belt, pulled down his trousers&boxers then came to me. I was wearing a nightie so I guess it was easy access for him. He shoved it in me. I was screaming, shouting but guess what he did? He tied the bed sheets around my neck so I couldn't scream, my veins popped out. Every time I gasped for air, he would stick his 'caterpillar' into my mouth.
I opened my eyes. There she was. My mum. Standing at the doorway. Crying.
Why didn't she help me? How could she leave ME, her child!
YOU ARE READING
My Cold Hands.
Teen Fictionthis is about a young girl called Chan. the only one who's ever been there for her is her brother Daniel. Everyone else takes her for a mug. She'd do anything for Daniel, but will the favour be returned?
