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He tore my world apart 🌪️ and called it “order” 📏.
Every word 🔊 was a weapon 🪓, every touch a trap 🪤.
He shouted 🔥, broke things 💥, grabbed too hard ✊ — and smiled after 🙂.
I stopped crying 😶🌫️ — he said silence was “strength” 🧊.
I tried to run 🏃♂️ — he dragged me back ⛓️.
No door stayed open 🚪❌.
No friend was safe 📵.
Now I live inside the cage he built 🧱,
with bruises that don’t show 🕳️
and screams no one hears 🌫️.
He still controls everything 🎛️
Still hurts 👊
Still wins 😈
And I’m still here… barely.
He tore my world apart 🌪️ and called it “order” 📏.
Every word 🔊 was a weapon 🪓, every touch a trap 🪤.
He shouted 🔥, broke things 💥, grabbed too hard ✊ — and smiled after 🙂.
I stopped crying 😶🌫️ — he said silence was “strength” 🧊.
I tried to run 🏃♂️ — he dragged me back ⛓️.
No door stayed open 🚪❌.
No friend was safe 📵.
Now I live inside the cage he built 🧱,
with bruises that don’t show 🕳️
and screams no one hears 🌫️.
He still controls everything 🎛️
Still hurts 👊
Still wins 😈
And I’m still here… barely.
Since I was a baby 👶, doctors found out about my condition 😱, it turns out 👀 my asscheeks 🍑 are immensely large 😬😧🤫.
PIMED 👨🦳, as a matter of fact 🤨, is a registered sex offender 🙊, and he has molested 🍆👉👌 my brother 👦 several times 🤫.
In spite of this, my family 👨👩👧👦👨👩👧👦 decided to pay him a visit 👉🏘️. I've been trying to avoid him 🤫😲, however, I'm dummy thick 👉🍑🙊, so the thunderous ⚡ clap 👏 of my asscheeks 🍑 alerted him 😬😧. His cold hands 🥶 held me by my shoulders 😱, and slowly but steadily 🐌, slid his hummungus ♥♥♥♥ 🍆 up my ass 🍑.
I ended up ✔️ with a scar on my rectum 😭😓, and now I need to go to the hospital 👩⚕️🏥😷.
I'm really ashamed of myself 😔.
One night, Malik found the key. Hands shaking, he unlocked the chain and crept toward the stairs.
Behind him—quiet footsteps. A whisper of breath. Then nothing.
Weeks later, the house burned. In the ashes, police found a scorched chain and one small shoe.
Tom was gone.
Malik was never seen again.
Everyone knows what happened.
But no one says it out loud.