"What was my fault?"
Articles tagged with child sexual abuse.
It’s a burden that they carry their whole lives.
She would hide from him instead.
Without saying a word, I just got up and moved down.
He used to be my favourite Bhaiya.
I grew up so lonely.
I was scared, scared of everything.
His face, that sly smile, and his eyes filled with the glory of achievement.
I hate them, and I hate my husband.
I was from a good family.
I was so afraid that he would slide his fingers deeper.
My father was a defence officer.
My tiny hands were grabbing his arms, trying to pull them back.
He asked me if I wanted to go to the toilet with him.
She was scared of me. I could see it in her eyes.