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My body is my Temple…or so they say.
But what do I do when that temple is invaded time after time?
How do I protect it?
Am I able to protect it?

He walks in every single time. Be it day or night, sunshine or rainfall. A happy day or a Fury filled day. Whether my family is home or whether they are gone.
He walks in.
He touches me. Everywhere.
I always want to scream out in rage, disgust.
How dare he!?

This was my body, but he treated it as if it belonged to him.
How dare he!?
His fingers prodded and pinched. I could feel his warm alcohol filled breath against my cheek, the scent made me gag.
His hands slid over me and i force myself to breath.
I would check later for visible smudge marks, because surely such a sinful, disgusting dirty touch would leave a mark on me.
How could it not?

'I love you' He whispers.
Love?
This wasn't love! My mother and father loved me, my siblings loved me, and my family loved me. This wasn't love.
'I love you.' he repeats, his tone reverent.
I scream in my head over and over, hoping just hoping that my parents would awaken, that my sibling would awaken and check on me, but once again…no one comes.

It's dawn now. He leaves. He always does.

I wait until I hear the soft click as the door closes and then I run to my door and lock it, I sprint to my bathroom and stare at myself in the mirror. There are tear marks on my cheeks, my mouth is swollen from his kisses, my skin flushed from the touches but what I notice, above all else is that the light in my eyes the light of love and laughter and general LIFE had been torn from my eyes.
I am here but my soul…had been all but killed. You could live without a soul. I had found that out, you could live without a soul.

I clean myself and then sit on my bed and wait for the light of the day, I watch the beauty of the rising sun. Such hope, such beauty.

The rising sun marks the new day, its reds and oranges and tinges of pink touch the beige color on my walls, filling them with such brilliance such warmth.
I close my eyes as the light casts a spark of light on me, I could feel the warmth as if the suns rays were embracing me, showing me that I was still loved. But all too soon I feel its warm embrace slid from me.

I am cold and alone once again.

I go downstairs and smile as my father meets me in the kitchen he places a warm kiss to my cheek.
'There's my girl,.' he greets, unaware that I flinched when his tender kiss landed on my cheek. Pride shone in his eyes 'such beauty…even the stars twinkle with merriment when you show them your face.'
I smile. Silly Papa.
The stars mocked me with their beauty, their brilliance, their pureness.

We talk as we start breakfast, father leaves to get the newspaper and then He walks in- Papa's friend.
The monster that had ruined my every dream,
The one whom took the light from my eyes,
The warmth from my heart,
And the smile from my lips.

Father walks in again and smiles at his friend.
'Did you sleep well?' Papa asks, unaware of the monster and I want to scream out to him, tell him…but I can't. I could never be able to see the disgust in my fathers eyes…I couldn't bear that.
'Oh yes, very thank you,' his friend replies. He turns to me as if seeing me for the first time and he speaks 'you are a very pretty girl, you must have all the boys making fools of themselves just so they can talk to you.'
'No sir.' I answer as papa smiles…

My Body is my temple or so they say but what can I do when someone trespasses on my temple?
What if instead of leaving an offering of love and gentleness they tear down all that is my temple until not a brick stands in place…until my Temple collapses.

Mother, Father,

I love you.
Do not worry I am in a better place now. I hope you understand my reasons for doing this.

Sincerely,
Your Daughter.

P.S. Tell him I will see him in Hell.

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