Nina’s Story: My reality!!

Hello my name is Nina, I decided to come out with my story because I know there are kids out there that are just like me…
The sexual abuse started when I was 8 years old. I am now a 45 year old woman and remember the abuse like its still happening. It affects my everyday life. Here is my reality.

My mother worked nights, she left her boyfriend to care for me. I used to hate when the sun went down cause the monster came out of him. He would come in my room and stand over me and stare at first, at that time I was unaware of what he was actually doing. He had his hands in his pants jacking off, playing with his penis, he would reach under the blanket and rub my butt. I cried silently scared he would hurt me like he hurt my mom on occasions. He made me feel dirty and ugly. I was different, I felt different.
One night after mom left my sister, him and I were watching a prince movie ( I still hate PURPLE RAIN) he told us it was bed time, my sister and I walked upstairs to go to bed. That night I tried to sleep in my sisters room to protect her from him, it didn’t work he came upstairs and picked me up and carried me to my room. I pretended to be asleep, dreading his touch. Once he carried me to my room he put me down. I knew what was next. He reached under my gown and started touching my breast, and then put his hands in my panties. His breath reeked of liquor. He put his finger in my Vigina and started to penetrate me, I cried and cried and moving cause he was hurting me. He had the nerve to ask me if it felt good i acted like i didn’t hear him and continued to cry. The abuse continued for several years. He took pictures of me naked, he made me feel dirty, he made me feel like it was my fault.