I am nobody special. I am the little girl who lives down the street,
or maybe next door. I am the little girl who sits next to you in the
church pew or who comes to your door hoping you will buy my
cookies. I am one of many who will pray at night that you will look
past the blue eyes and blonde curls and will see that I am in pain.
I pray that you will see that I am afraid, not of the dark, but rather
of the one who comes in the dark to my bed in the night.
I am your sister. I am your niece. I am your best friend's
daughter. I am your daughter and I cry at night but you will not see
these tears in my eyes because I am afraid. You see, I am too little
to understand that he who says he loves me terrifies me and I don't
know why he makes me touch him...there. It feels so wrong but he
is my brother and he is my father and he gives me life and in return
demands my soul, my very being.
I am nobody special. If you meet me on the street you will smile.
You will say hello, how are you this lovely day? And I will say,
Fine, thank you, it certainly is a lovely day! And you will walk on,
never knowing of my pain.
I am writing this to you so that you may learn of my pain and the
pain of all of us who have suffered the anguish of sexual abuse. I
am a little girl lost, lost in the torment of sorrow and grief, anger
and rage, confusion and hopelessness.
I hope that this will move you to do something, anything to stop
this from happening to your sister, your niece, your best friend's
daughter, to your daughter, to your son.
PLEASE HELP STOP SEXUAL ABUSE
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