The sun rises each morning and sets every evening, life goes on and not once do we realize the truth buried within.
"Are you ok?" He whispered into my ear, the ear of an inocente 9 year old boy who's life as he knew it, was about to change. "I...I im not sure." He answered to the man who was taking his innocence looked him in the eyes. I couldn't breath I felt that I owed him something. My inocente behavior caused me to believe this was suppose to happen to me, I deserved this. I deserve that this man woke me up in my sleep so I can realize he was treating me like his property.
