There was a chill in the wind that night, one like no other.
The darkness made it hard for sight, but I knew it was my  brother.
The strength of his grip, the frame of his stature;
As he grabbed my hips, before IÂ knew it I was captured.
My throat went dry, I couldn’t scream.
I tried and tried, but the harder it seemed.
Next thing I knew, an unfamiliar place; unsure of what to do, clothes were disappearing at fast pace.
My face turned white, I couldn’t shift.
Frozen in fright, thinking did IÂ deserve this?
Down my cheek, the first tear rolls.
As he proceeds, my mouth he holds.
“Our little secret” he whispered in my ear.
“You better keep it!” he became my only fear.
Blood droplets depart, from inside of me.
Fast pounding heart, he took my virginity.
Without permission, without consent;
the one abduction, he would not repent.
I thank him now, more than ever before;
he taught me how, it felt to be torn.
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Oh God, no one should have to go through that. But you can work through it – you’re strong enough, and we’ll always be here for you – promise <3
I’m so sorry that your brother raped you Brooklyn. It was horribly wrong of him to abuse you like that.