I was staring in the mirror looking at myself. All I could see was a girl full of scars and trauma, both physically and mentally, but it was my own fault.

I had been lying to everyone around me, telling them that I was raped for several times. It was all lies. I just didn’t understand how I could be so invisible to my parents.

He stood there in his well ironed shirt and a gold Rolex watch. He was low in height but to say he was chubby was an understatement. We shook hands and he went in for a hug. He told me I was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. If only he knew that I was just 16 years old.

He let me in his car, and we drove away. I looked outside the window, but all I could see was trees. It started getting dark and I was really tired. I tried my best to stay awake, but my eyes closed against my will and I fell asleep.