LittleFighter

For five years, she was his prisoner. Kept there bye the fear of what he said he'd do to her sister's, if she escaped or said anything. She would hear him pull up after work, the fear inside her was already extremely high. His heavy footsteps coming up the walk. She knew what was coming all too well.

The door would open uhm, he would step in, looking for her. Terror griped her. She knew what was coming, it didn't matter that she did nothing to deserve what was about to happen, what had already happened many times. Dragging her bye her hair, the beatings that would last forever, leading to his satisfaction of raping her again, which he has done many times before, and many times to come.

Installing a fear in her that continues today. Afraid of the dark, loud noises, fast movements and terrified of men. This would happen everyday uhm, leaving me broken and terrified, no way out, didn't want him to hurt my sisters. Hear him coming for me, I knew my fate, uhm trembling I have to stop for now.