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Molested By My Brother Poem

I wrote this in High school. When I was young my brother molested me for 4 years. This poem talks about the pain I felt.

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I was molested for almost two years when was 7 it was my mom's ex boyfriends son. He would do it every night to me and I would never tell I am 13 right now and still never told anyone. Till this …

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© Kariana Reyes

Published: Jan 2012

A Little Piece Of Me

You forced yourself on me, along with your touch.
I pleaded for you to stop, but you still wouldn't get off.
I closed my eyes tightly, wishing I were somewhere else.
Wishing someone had been here to help.

But I was on my own, with you as company.
You were supposed to have been taking care of me.
I guess in your own way, you did...

As a child, I figured I must've done something wrong to deserve this.
I must have misbehaved.
Or have said a nasty swear word,
To have been punished this way.

Since then, time has passed
But I can still feel your cold lips,
And the rough touch of your hands
Why did you do this to me, throughout all those years?
I wanted to cry when it happened,
But you didn't like tears.
So I held everything in,
While feeling so tainted inside.
I trusted you; I believed in you…
But I guess that didn't cross your mind

So what did you do?
You took my childhood away,
My innocence, my sense of security,
Just to get a little piece of me.

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  • by Unknown, Pennsylvania
  • 4/5/2014

I was molested for almost two years when was 7 it was my mom's ex boyfriends son. He would do it every night to me and I would never tell I am 13 right now and still never told anyone. Till this day I am afraid of men now.

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  • by Felicia
  • 3/4/2014

Hi my name is Felicia.
My story was I was raped by my two stepbrothers for years. My dad had got me out of foster care because my mom abused drugs and sold her body for money. My mom and dad never were together. When my dad got me from CPS I was 7 things didn't start happening till I was 9. My step brothers took my virginity and my dad molested me. I swear every day in my life was so hard for me. I tried taking my life so many times. I ended up getting pregnant at age 16 from my step brother and had to lie about it to everybody. I literally had to fight for myself everyday of my life even after I had the baby.. my dad was molesting me practically my whole life.. I ended up running away and he asked me why and I told him and one day I decided I need to go back because I was homeless and he wanted me to apologize...For something I didn't do.. I haven't told anyone but my best friend. Just recently. I am now 20 going on 21 I am independent but sometimes this stuff still gets to me .

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  • by Lilly
  • 1/5/2014

When I was 5 my brother made me sit on his lap and I thought everything was okay, but then he raped me. He said if I told my mom or anyone that he would kill me. My own brother. And days later I was raped by my uncle. But I'm 19 now and I stayed strong and pulled through.

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  • by San Diego
  • Jul 2013

Hello Everyone,
From the very bottom of my heart, I'm sorry all of you have to face healing from this horrendous life changing experience. It sounds like most of you are facing it alone. I'm 47 and this is my experience.

My brother sexually abused me when I was 12 for about 6 months. My Mom asked me if he was touching me. When I said yes, she asked why I **LET** him do that to me. It was not spoken of until I went to counseling at 26. Until then, I carried the same shame you all have mentioned. And I was terrified people would find out what a "horrible" person I was. I went to counseling because abuse is often repeated from generation to generation and I was afraid I would do something bad to my baby. I learned a lot through the group counseling. I hope you can put yourself in my shoes when reading the list of things I learned.
1. Sexual abuse is about the abuser having *CONTROL*. The ABUSER made me vulnerable to his/her control by violating my most intimate body parts.

2. NO ONE under ANY circumstances has the right to touch my body without my permission.

3. My body responded naturally when my genitals were not forcefully stimulated. It does NOT mean I wanted it or was asking for it.

4. The ABUSER is ALWAYS at FAULT. No if's, end's, or but's about it. Even if the victim "asks" for it in any way, the ABUSER has the power to say "NO." End of story.

5. SHAME and GUILT belong to the ABUSER.

6. I've suffered enough. I DESERVE GOOD in LIFE; Good friends, good times, good relationships.

7. 1 of every 3 girls/women is sexually assaulted at some time in their life. That number is only based on reported assaults. There's a good chance that girls you already know are going through the same thing. Find and carefully select a reputable support group. With so many of us in the same boat, there's no need for any of us to row alone.

I wish I could take all of your pain away. Hopefully one day, you'll be able to use your experience to help and support someone else going through this experience.

To Evi,
You're 16. I hope you're not looking at marriage anytime soon. The thing is that for now your Mom can say whatever she wants. But when you're an adult and the time comes for you to get married, you WILL be able to stand up for yourself. Probably the more difficult issue is forgiving him. I was only able to forgive my brother after I started counseling and confronted him at a family meeting. My husband was with me so I had major support. My bro accepted full responsibility and very sincerely apologized. He had recently seen an Oprah show on sibling sexual abuse and then realized the harm and pain he caused. I wish I had a good suggestion or advice for forgiving your brother. Has he ever even apologized to you? Hopefully your parents will realize he brought this on himself. You have a beautiful and kind soul. Sweetheart, please find someone to talk to if you haven't yet.

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  • by Divabutscaredtobe
  • May 2013

My cousin raped me from when I was 10 and is still doing it. You know what the crazy thing about it is. He's the same age as me (14) just by a couple of months, and he just doesn't know how to stop. He won't let me do anything because he's afraid I won't love him anymore. But we're cousins, cousins don't do that, and he hits me because he said he can't hit his mother because she a lady. So he hits me because I'm his bitch and he's my pimp. I'm scared to tell because he's crazy for a 14 year old.

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  • by Unknown, Pompano Beach Fl.
  • May 2013

It was raining and a man asked me if I needed a ride to school I said yes and I got in the car I never took the chance to think of why would me a 12 year old get in a car with a grown man a stranger, I see we were almost by my school so I got ready to get out but something strange happened, we was passing my school so I started to panic.

We drove to a cut inside a bunch of tall bushes he locked the doors I tried and tried and tried to unlock the door but I just couldn't
unlock it I jump to the backseat but he grabbed my legs and came right after me. He than started touching me in places I never been
touched I started crying and screaming he held me down hard And said shut up he put his man inside me and I just was so ashamed he push deeper and deeper in me till I throw-up. I was so hurt I didn't want too go to school he dropped me off after he finished the whole day in school I sat by myself
JUST THINK THAT DID I DO SO BAD THAT I DESERVED TO BE HURT AND TOOKING ADVANTAGE OF LIKE THAT I though I was going to get better but I turned 14 and it happens again I just gave up after that.

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  • by Nerecy Love
  • Dec 2012

When I was 13... I was raped by an 18 year old and then my cousin began to rape me for almost 3 years. I never told my mom because she would've went to jail for murder and my dad had already passed. So there was nothing I could do about it. So my life was left in doubt, shame and discomfort.... Failing to trust anyone ever again!!!!

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  • by Unknown, Townsville
  • Jun 2012

When I was 13 my uncle sexually abused (raped) me. My uncle was my mother real brother, this went on for 8 month's night after night. And he still had the cheek to pretend like nothing happen. I remember the first time it ever happen, I came back from my aunt's 21st birthday party. I was staying with my Nan because it was holidays and I was were she was. My uncle lived with me Nan, she only had one room and a bed in the lounge room. Me and my uncle had to sleep on the bed in the lounge, I never felt strange because to me he was my daddy. But that night he first put a hand on me, his hand's were ruff. He put his mouth on me, He stank of beer. And that night he raped me.

I eventually told my mum many, many months later. She rang him up, he admitted to it, and we told the police. YOU SEE I DIDN'T TELL ANYONE FOR THAT LONG BECAUSE I FELT DIRTY, USED AND ASHAMED.

BUT I MAKE A PROMISE TO ALL THE CHILDREN AND ADULT'S THAT ARE CURRENTLY AND HAVE BEEN ABUSED OR RAPED, TO SPEAK UP NOW ABOUT IT, LIFE IS TO SHORT TO BE DRAGGED DOWN ABOUT THE RAPIST. YOU ALL ARE STRONGER THEN HIM. BUT REMEMBER ALL THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON, I NEVER USED TO BELIEVE THIS LINE BECAUSE WHY WOULD BEING RAPED MAKE A DIFFERENCE. BUT THEN I REALIZED, GOD (or whoever you believe in) ONLY PUT'S THE BAD THINGS IN OUR WAY BECAUSE WE ARE STRONG ENOUGH TO HANDLE IT.

I now I love my life. I'm glad I spoke up about the abuse, and I am not afraid. I am not afraid to stand right in front of him and look him in the eye's. I will never bow down to him ever again.

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  • by Emi Holden
  • Jun 2012

Hi I was 13 when I was raped I was raped by my step dad he beat me up until I did what I was told but he got fed up and raped me. He covered my mouth with his hand and made sure I couldn't move so I let him win. He murdered my mum and now I'm in a care home now and he keeps adding me on Facebook so he knows where I am and everything I need help !!!!!

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  • by Jessica,Houston
  • Apr 2012

I'm sorry for all the pain they cause because it is so wrong for anyone to do that, have to go through that pain and experience what he did to you.

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  • by Evi , Oklahoma
  • Jan 2012

My brother raped me for a year when I was 12. I am now 15 and hating myself because he blames me. I am getting sick of all his rants and lies. It kind of makes me want to die. It has stopped ever since I hit 13 because he said he didn't want a retarded baby since girls hit their period about that time. My brother is a monster and my parents want me to forgive him. How can I? We fight a lot it will never be the same because he took from me something only true love should take. He took my virginity , my dignity , my dreams of becoming who I really wanted to be. Why he always asks? But later on he just blames me. What did I do but be a victim? That is all I want to know. Why did he choose me? Now my father may pass away soon. Guess who my mom said is going to walk me down the aisle whether I like it or not? That is right my brother. The most important day of my life will be ruined by memories of hate as I walk down the aisle to lose something my brother already took away!!!! I am mad but maybe you understand I know I am not the only one but nobody in my family even knows but my mom and dad and of course my brother. What do I do what do I do now that the person who loved me and cared for me the most when I was younger has betrayed me and my second choice is knocking on death's doors? Please someone just tell me!!!!

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  • by Chelsae Smith, Michigan
  • Jan 2012

I was beaten by my moms boyfriend for two years.

Stunned

I was stunned, I mean I knew he was cruel...
but this went beyond anything he's ever done before.
After a few minutes of shock, I got up and made my way to the toilet.
where I flopped over it.
Tears and vomit profusely exiting my aching body.
My shoulders sagged after that.
I told myself "I'm sorry"

I got up and looked in the shattered mirror with my blood shot eyes, not recognizing myself through the blood and bruises.
My room was my sanctuary, but now the walls seemed to close in.
Forming a small box around me.
I wondered what he was thinking as he sat with pulsating fists.

Was I going to cry over him, slamming my ragged body around.
Had I done something wrong to deserve this everyday.?
I tucked myself away in that terrible place where nightmares were born...
The questions filtrating my head..

Was my mom going to stay with him.?
Knowing what he does everyday...
Was my mom going to continue to let this happen.?
The answer kept me awake all night.

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