I was 3, they were grownups
I didn't understand
At the time
What was happening
Now I understand perfectly
I was 6, she was 10 and she was 13
I told them it was wrong,
They didn't listen
I was 10, he was just old
I said no
He didn't listen
I was 12, he was 13
I asked him not to touch me there
He did it anyway
I was 15, he was maybe 30
I said I didn't want to be kissed
That didn't stop him
I was 17, he was 16
He coerced me
I didn't know
What that meant
At the time
I know now
I was 17, he was 29
I was fine with the hug
Not with the kiss
My protectors didn't stop him
I was 18, he was 24
I said no
He didn't stop
I was 23, he was maybe 35
I said no
He didn't stop
It happened to me
Too many times
I hate that
I can say
Me, too
And I'm sorry
That others
Can read this
And say it, too
About the Creator
A. R. Ambrosi
I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!
I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^
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