When i was 12 i got raped i am now 15 but only just told my mum i was in denile i didnt want to belive it, he put a knife to my throat and threatened to kill me no one deserves to go through it. i told my mum about it a around a month ago but she wants me to get help for where i was so young and dealt with it so long by myelf im so scared. what he doesnt understand is my childhood was broken scarred for the rest of my life i dont no what to do sometimes i hope that he did slit my throat that night at least i wouldnt feel the pain i feel.
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