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My Lava Lamp of Love
Tragedy
 Created on 2-16-08
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My name is Randi Armeno. I'm 16 and live in San Francisco. I love vintage art and vintage things. One of my favorite things is my lava lamp that my father gave to me before he died. It's a purple and pink lava lamp that sits next to a picture of my dad. In my broken-home lives my drunk of a mother Kelly, my little brother Kevin, my perverted step-dad Tim, and my older sister Rachel. Rachel has had it worse than I have, such as Tim has touched her and abused her to the point where she cries herself to sleep. My mother doesn't really care about us... as long as Tim gives her drug money and alcohol money. Just about every night my mother goes out to the bar and Tim will sorta watch us. He always yells at my little brother. And one time he even locked my little brother and I out while he would rape Rachel. Raachel leearned to deal with it now. When he first raped her she was only 13! Now she is 17, and she doesn't care anymore. Tim now hardly looks at her and calls her a skanky whore. He likes to watch me now. He will always ask me how old I was, and because I developed earlier than most girls he would always try to get me alone, but my sister would always jump in the way so I wouldn't get hurt like her. Finally I turned 16, but I still can't drive.
"Hey, skank! hehe haha. Come here baby! You take your brother with you and go pick up your momma and go to the store first and pick me up some ciggs? Will ya?" Tim screams to my sister
"I'm only 17 I can't buy them." Rachel explains
"I don't care if you don't come home without a pack of ciggs for me then you know what will happen? And your mother is at a different corner today, and she might even be at some new bar in town!" Tim chuckles because he was already drunk.
"Fine come on Kev, come on Randi." My sister orders
"No! Take Kevin and Randi stays here!" Tim shouts.
"Fine!" Rachel says slamming the door behind here.
"Come over here," Tim asks
I was about to run into my room and lock the door but he caught me and ordered me to come watch TV with him. I really didn't want to though but I went over there by him. He stood up and put a movie in.
"So how old are you anyways?" Tim says
"16" I respond
"16 wow. I remember when you were only 10. But so well developed over those years. Huh? So do you like grown up movies yet?" Tim says
"Yeah," I said
"Good how would you like to be in one?" Tim asks
"Umm... Okay..." I say because I was to scared to say no.
"Good" He replies
He said to sit on the couch and wait for him to get his video camera. When he returns he puts his hand up my back, then takes off my shirt and then my underwear and pants. He then tells me to put on a skirt. I do it. He lies me on the couch and spreads my legs.
"Ready lights camera ACTION!" He yells as he sticks two fingers up me and then he rips off my bra and kisses my breasts. He then rips off all of his clothes and I start to cry. He starts digging up higher and higher. He then pulls the skirt off and runs his hand up and down and starts humping me. He then pulls me onto the ground and puts a blindfold over my head and tells me to call him dirty names.
"Big Daddy," He said "Who's your big daddy now?" He says again as he puts his penis into my mouth sitting on my chest.
He then tells me to suck the juice and swallow it and to touch him. I was forced into doing it. He pulls his penis out of my mouth long enough for me to say
"Hey please stop!"
He stops and looks at me and then slaps me and tells me to get my clothes on. I did, and he kicks me in the stomach. I run up into my room and I cry holding my lava lamp tight and then he opens the door and takes my only photo of my father and throughs it out the window, along side with my baby blanket and my lava lamp.
"I'm your only daddy now!" He screams.
Two weeks has past and every day after school he would rape me, each time harder.
Finally I lost my mind like Rachel. Then I found out that I was pregnant. I new that he would be angry!
"What pregnant! You slut!" he screams as he pulls the trigger. Leading to my death...
Comments
Please Login to post comments| On July 16th 2008 jess15juan Said : | |
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omg |
| On July 16th 2008 sochula777 Said : | |
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wow.... ur a good writter u should write some more |
| On July 16th 2008 CharTheKnight Said : | |
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It all sounds very realistic. I think instead of starting out 'My name is... and I'm ....' you could try something like starting with dialog or thought or action. I don't mean to sound like I'm bashing it but I've read many stories that sound exactly like this in the way of content and plot. But this is only the first chapter and I'm looking forward to seeing the second part. |
| On February 16th 2008 lillex64 Said : | |
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awww so sad! |
