The weight in my pocket nudges my thigh, suddenly becomes my knife. I put my hand to its unforgiving outline and can't stop crying years of tears because if I don't stab my father with my weapon, then he is going to stab me with his.
Laura WiessBe good. Be a nice girl. Don't ruin our happy family.
Laura WiessThe distant threat of eternal damnation pales in comparison to the immediate gratification of corrupting young skin.
Laura WiessShe smiles and slips her arm through his. Her tread is light and bouncy and I can almost see the ghost of her cheerleader's ponytail bobbing at the back of her head.
Laura WiessThere are only the three of us and our dark, burgeoning desires
I am so afraid of what comes next
Rape is not a mistake! He did it on purpose, over and over again because he wanted to, because he off on it-
Laura WiessTomorrow belongs to betrayal. Today is mine and I don't want to waste it being afraid.
Laura WiessOh, there's a wholesome outing.' I say. 'Let's all skip down to the cop shop to register my daddy as a pervert. What fun.
Laura WiessTonight is when the obscene becomes the acceptable.
Laura WiessI know the grim probability of my own future.
The odds are high that the best of me has already been ripped away and that id I don't keep hold of myself I will lose what's left.
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