Liliana

And so I walked past him one day and he grabs me by the arm and pulls me into his chair with him.

And he's like got his arms around me.

He's holding me all close.

And again, like this is not normal.

Or at least like he only did this at nighttime when he was abusing me.

And so for him to do it during the day, like, it was just weird.

It was just really weird for me.

And he pulled me into his chair and he put his hand on my pants and he, like, had his hand on my pubes that were, like, just growing, like, truly.

And he was, like, whispering in my ear, like, your mom is jealous of you because I love you more than I love her and stuff like that.

And I was just like, what?

Like, my mom...

is a lot of things, but jealous of me is not one, is what I felt like.

I was like, my mom acts the same as she always has, like you are tripping or whatever, but I just didn't say anything.

And I remember my heart was like pounding and pounding.

And I like, for the first time in my life, I was like, can you get your hand out of my pants?

Like that was the only, that was the first time I ever asked him to like back off.

And he like looked at me, ripped his hand out of my pants and shoved me out of the chair.

And I was just like, okay, I don't even remember what I needed out of my room for now.

I just went back to my room.

I was just like, whatever.