Treasure Island

CHERRY SAFFARIE

(OCT-28-1991 / LUBBOCK, TX)

~THE RAPE STORY~


Walking in my nighty; rubbing my eyes
My fathers sitting on the sofa with his friend
He pats the seat in the middle; i sit
Shivering so cold; a quilt he lends

'Jessy you love me dont you' a smile; his
Their breathe spirts weep
'Daddy you know i do; what is it? '
He smiles at his friend; his hand creeps

His friend takes my hand; looks me in the eyes
Daddys creeping up my nightie; cold hands
I try to pull his hand away; grip is strong!
They look at one another; nod; something planned

I feel my palms sweat; Daddys under my knickers
'Daddy im going to bed! Night' Pulling again
But there grip is to strong for weak me
I look at both; and ask, who are these men?

His fingers going up me; pulling away
His friend leans forward; a kiss? Why?
His toungue moving mine; my eyes squint
Lean back and away; 'Why are you doing this? '

No answer, i feel the pain inside me; him
Chucks the quilt on the floor; me to
I try and scamper away, but im not fast
'O Daddy please, i love you'

His friend; pulling at my nightie
And my Dad pulling my pants down
His friend pinning my hands to the floor
As my Dad lies himself on the ground

I squirm; as Daddy friend pulls me up
And places me ontop of Daddy; thrusts within
I cry; i bite; i scratch; i slap; i fail
'O Daddy please you win you win! '

I can feel my skin rip; my virginity breaking free
I can feel the blood seep down my leg
'Daddy your hurting me please'
I plead to him and his friend; not even a beg

Daddys laughing; why does he laugh?
His friend shoves himself in my mouth and moans
Tieing my hands togather; moving in and out
'Ride me Jessy' He laughs and groans

They smile at one another; laugh to
They roll me over and spread me wide wel
My daddy sits on my face; himself in again
While his friend talks and pushes himself inside

I can hardly breathe; i gag for air
I cough and splutter; cry and weep
I beg and plead; but its no use
Theyve already made me hurt and bleed

I stare into his eyes; that look upon me
This is not my Dad; where is he?
If he was still here; would he care
Would he actually even; see?

Finally they get of and lie me on the sofa
My cheeks blouchy from tears and pain
They play with them selfs; all over me
Rub it in; making me feel the shame

'Why Daddy? Please tell me why? '
Dad looks at his friend; and waves him away
'Jessy i love you' he smiles and kisses my cheek
'Is that all you have in your heart to say? '

He puts my nightie on me
I walk me to my bedroom door
Ever since that night; His friend
And himself every Friday come back for more

'Night sweet Girl; You are my life'
Closing the door, tears still down my face
Still the smell of him and his friend
Fade into me like disgrace


I watch the Moon go down; the sun come up
'Jessy its school' Knocking at my door
I cant help but cry; weep in pain
Because im so scared he wanted more

But one night daddy took it too far
Daddy and his friend came back for one last shot
They were worried they would get caught
So he and his friend took me to a cemetary lot

I was blindfolded and my hands were tied back
'Daddy please! ! Not tonight! '
Daddy and his friend both had their last fun
After that i tried to put up a fight

I begged daddy 'Please no more! '
All he could say 'Shut up you stupid whore! '
Daddy unblindfolded me at last
He said I love you so much

He went back into the car and pulled out a bat
'Daddy I swear I wont say a thing! ! ! ! '
I was dead
After only one swing..........................

Submitted: Sunday, May 21, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, July 28, 2010

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  • Maylah Pennifer (12/19/2011 10:36:00 AM)

    *crys*............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. (Report) Reply

  • Nicki Faith (11/3/2009 6:17:00 PM)

    this story actually mad me cry and all my friends were asking me whats wrong and i told them to read this poem too and we all just started crying and i know it sounds really retarded and stupid but you really touched us all with this story and although it never happened to me i really feel the pain of the girl in the story and if it were me dat man would have seen Jesus the first day he did it Lol (Report) Reply

  • Kristina Jidkova (12/14/2006 2:13:00 AM)

    OMG thats disgusting, i feel sick.
    i know what its like
    its so sad too
    and ya i agree
    dad needs to rot in hell for soomething like that

    great job though! (Report) Reply

  • Mandy MMR (11/13/2006 7:02:00 PM)

    dude... not cool... God kill any man who commits such a crime...

    God bless,
    Mandy MMR (Report) Reply

  • ***** ********* (5/21/2006 6:53:00 PM)

    This is a horrendous experience, told in graphic detail. I doubt you will find detail of such merciless and unforgivable abuse of a child in adults care, anywhere on the internet so publicly available. I commend you for being able to write it and pray that in doing so, you will save other children from such horror.

    Rape in any form is a violation. All I can tell you is the perpetrators of such evil acts you describe, will never have peace for one moment of their miserable lives. You have expressed what the majority would rather not hear, you have also expelled it from your heart which will now be able to heal. This makes it a perfect work of art in my eyes. Tai (Report) Reply

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