Hear me

The details are hazy, but some things do stand out. I was talking to Scott (the pedophile). Only he was 16 years old. I told him what he was, what he did to me. I then contacted his daughter, Anita, and told her what her father was and what he did to me. Scott argued, insisting that I wanted what he did. I told him no. That he couldn’t tell me what was in my head. That he ignored my protests, that he ignored my objections. There was so much I didn’t want. So much that he didn’t hear. But last night, in that dream, I made him hear all that he had done to me.

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