I opened my eyes after some minutes and saw the man that walked into my room squatting beside my bed, staring at me. I tried to escape, but he pinned me down again with one hand.
"Is this not what you wanted?" He asked with a hoarse voice. I shivered at the tone of his voice. I looked at his scary bald head and shook my head abruptly with fear in my eyes. He stood up and sat on my bed. I tried to escape again and he stopped me.
"How old are you?"
"I'll…. be…. fourteen tomorrow," I responded. My limbs were vibrating involuntarily.
"What!! I can manage fourteen, but thirteen is a no for me! Even a day to fourteen is still no! I'm not a pedophile!" He said loudly, staring irritatingly at me. I began to calm down.
"What happened? Who…who…brought you here!"
"My dad"
"Against your w
