She was four
he taught her games
she was five
he gave her sweets
she was six
he trapped her in the bathroom
she was seven
he made her suck him
she was eight
on the floor, under the windows
she was nine
watching him on her back
she was ten
she didn't stop him
she was eleven
he tried and failed
butterfly
she was twelve
he ignored her
she was thirteen
she hated him
she was fourteen
she hit him
she was fifeteen
she kicked him in the balls
she was sixteen
red rage, violence
she was seventeen
he didn't know her name
butterfly
she was eighteen
"hello" every morning
she was nineteen
he had no idea
she was twenty
freedom at last
she was twenty one
her life fell apart
she was twenty two
slowly rebuilding,
remembering
I will be twenty three
I will no longer be silent
butterfly

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