Last year, he came to my room on a night and told me that he would visit me regularly and I had to obey him, because everything was his. I won’t go into details, as you can imagine what he did. He drugged me so that I wouldn’t yell, but I still remember everything. My virginity, my dreams…everything was gone on that night. Her voice trembled again. Basically, all the girls in the classroom were crying, and the boys were touched as well.
The following day I told my mom, who then took my sisters to the neighbor, sent me to my room and when he arrived home, she demanded to know what he had done to me. She wanted to go to the police, but couldn’t as he beat her up. From then on, he drugged my mom every day. She was just smiling kindly, took care of the girls quietly, and in the evening her do
