Damn, I'm Not the Queen!? Because I Never Told
Damn, I'm Not the Queen!?
Because I Never Told

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Damn, I'm Not the Queen Because I Never Told

Damn, I'm Not the Queen!? Because I Never Told

To the man who kidnapped, beat and raped my two nine year old card playing Hillbilly girlfriends and me. You shot the only two child-hood friends I had in front of me. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the man I called, uncle Roy, who pushed me in his car promising to take me to my grandma, but beat and raped me instead. You confessed your nasty deed to all. Mom, dad, and family stole the baby conceived by this rape. I know you went on with your life and had a family and a wife. I hear your demise has come and you ended your life. Because I never told.

To the man who tied me to a tree, beat, sodomized, and raped me. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the Italian man who promised me love, clothes, food, care, and left me a kitten I couldn't feed. After you beat and raped me for three days, I was kicked to the highways because the room you purchased to rape me in was covered in blood. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the man who claimed he was a detective and knew every detail about my family and me. You didn't need the gun and force me to swallow drugs to beat and rape me. I thought you were a detective, I would have done anything you told me to do. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the man who picked me up on the highway and spoke soft, was good to me, fixed me breakfast, gave me clean clothes belonging to your wife. We talked all night. You let me sleep to wake to your gun to my head. I convinced you that you didn't need the gun to beat and rape me. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told!

To the two men who promised to help me find my friend, but instead took me under a bridge to take turns beating and raping me then left me for dead. Did you both go on about your lives and children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the man who was my boss and was an alcoholic crack head. You and your friends beat and raped me so I couldn't snitch. Officers found me trying to get my legs to work and stand up in that alley where you threw me and left me for dead. A hospital picked the glass from my eyes. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the man who everyone said; "He's safe, we know him." After you beat and raped me I don't know how long I laid in that ditch where you threw me out of the car and left me for dead. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the two truckers who offered me a ride then half way to Florida from Kentucky ya'll parked then beat and raped me. After ya'll threw me on the highway I did make it to Florida. Did ya'll go on about your lives and have children and wives? Because I never told.

To the man who drove a Pepsi delivery truck who parked then beat and raped me for hours. You pulled out a lot of my hair while pushing my face down on your penis. I hitch-hiked three counties away to get back to a place I recognized. Did you go on about your life and have children and a wife? Because I never told.

To the man who promised if I auditioned in his hotel room I would get a high paying exotic strip dancing job then beat and raped me. I was young and truly dumb and believed you. Did you go on about your life and have children and a life? Because I never told.

To the hundreds of men who beat and raped me. I may not get all the beatings and rapes written and told, and I may not know or remember your name, but I survived. Did you go on about your life and have children and a life? Because I never told.

My writing is not poems or tankas. I don't have that kind of imagination and talent. Mine are true, horrifying and shocking. Most times nothing or not much happens to abusers, rapist and murderers. Their life goes on and chances are high they will do it again. We/me/victims are left with a lifetime of emotional trauma. The full story; https://loveableatsixty.wixsite.com/website

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