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Kuk-No's Story

Last year when i was 14, I posted about my stories (they're on the bottom of page 5) of different guys abusing me since about the age of 9. I don't know if it was happening yet at the time, but since i was 14, i've been having sex with a 25 year old. I'm 15 now and he's 26. I'm pretty sure it was going on when i posted about my stories...b/c it happened right after what happened with the 22 year old. It bothered me a lot at first the first few times we had sex. I guess i got past that or something and i even started going down there to his house just for that reason. He never makes me do anything though. I doubt he would, but hell if i know.

I know it's not like i'm his only one or whatever....cuz he just moved into his g/f's house. I should care, but ever since my g/f cheated on me and what happened after that (it's on page 5), i haven't really cared if i get cheated on or not.

I guess the reason i'm posting this is just to get some of it off my chest. I don't even really want it to stop. I know it's probably a little twisted though, atleast on his part....mine too i guess when i think about it. If any of you have any comments, my email is musikal_rose@yahoo.com

-Kuk-No

Anonymous's Story

This is very difficult. I was eight or nine years old, when my father molested me. All I remember is him touching me on my privates. I told my mother. She told me that he just thought "You were me" "Don't worry about it" When I remember him touching me I wondered about pubic hair. What eight or nine year old little girl has anything. I realized that my mother was covering for him. I don't recall any other times, but I believe there were. I started using drugs at an early age. I have always put myself in dangerous situations. I have been raped several times. I don't know what comfortable sex is. I am still heavy into drugs, trying to forget. I have a hard time staying in the present. The man that I have dated are the bad boys. A decent man has no chance with me. I have taken drugs for sex. I don't see a way out. I take drug and drink to forget, to get money I do things that make me want to forget. I feel so dirty. I am now afriad that my father might do things to my seven year old daughter. My father helped arrange so he and my mother have her more than I do or my ex-jerk. But I am not strong enough to stop using long enough to fight them. Please pray for my lillte girl.

-Anonymous

Sum Grl's Story

well when i was smaller when me my mum my dad my brother came to America for the first time to live we didnt now where we would live, well we lived for a couple of days in my aunts house and then my dad made friends and we and them friends lived toghter in a 3 bathroom 4 room house. for me and till this day i still think the house is bigger then ever. well the friends were only 3 ( the name will be anoyumus) jennifer,george,lela. lela and george had a realationship and jennifer had came here pregrent but then meet her man of her dreams which is now her husband. i was 4 or 5 years old when george started to touch me. and then started kissing me. and me as a little girl dont know what this was. it was evey night and he was not the only one when my my dad and my brother use to go to dads friend there use to be this guy who also is named george who wanted to do the same thing. you see he had a computer which i wanted to play around so while i was setting down ( my pants where a little big from the front) he use to be in back of me and he would put his hands on my lower part, but i use whin and whin and said no and move around, he tryed alot of times and he failed. so the other george he was about around his late thirtys but this one was young like 17-20. it went on for 3 years or 4. so when i finish gettin out of the bathroom my mum would help me and help me put on my clothes, and then we where lying down the bed jus talking, and then she asked me "has someone ever touched you" and i got shy and she asked me and asked me until i said ya and she asked who and i said george she cryed and cryed like no on i ever saw cryed and then she got mad at him for doin sumthing like this is hes and her home. but till this nothing was done my mom confronted him and he said no and my mom even said he was crying sorry to say this BUT HE CAN SUCK MY DICK. even doctors asked me and i get shy and say i dont no, but now he is my uncle u see is that jennifer is my godmother and jennifer is the sister of george, and now lela and george have a son named ryan, which i love him very much but never george never

-Sum Grl



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