I Thought It Was Just A Game! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by susan brealey

this isnt a poem
its a story
a true story
that happened to me
but it needs to be heard
so here it is

I was playing with my doll set, while momma was cooking dinner. She made chicken, but while she was cooking, he was playing with me and my dolls, i was onily 5, it was all a game to me. or enleast i thought. momma told me to go get in the shower, i did as i was told, he helped me wash my hair, he was smiling the whole time. when i got out momma was done with dinner, i sat at the table and he sat next to me, after dinner i had to go to bed, momma tucked me in and kissed me on the forhead, but what nobody knew was that it was allways hard for me to fall asleep.



*3 hours later*



im still awake, but everybody is sleeping now, or enleast i thought, a light comes on in the hallway and my door cracks open a little, i think its momma coming to check on me, so i pretend to be sleeping i close my eyes bearly but where i can still see, but its not momma, its him, he comes in and i think hes playing another game, but then he starts taking of his cloths, and he pulls back my blanket....................

and he pulls down my pants...........

by now im starting to think that maybe hes not playing a game, and i think that if i stay quiet that maybe he might leave, but he doesnt leave, he stays there on top of me, i close my legs but he opens them back, he raped me......

he finaly gets up and grabs his cloths and leaves.............