The way he touched, I thought brotherly love and care it was But I didn't know , it was his lust! The word "brother" was not the relation for him He just considered me as a girl of nine Not a sister who would love to spend her time. While playing...How come he came so close to me? How come he touched my thing?! Did he have that much right? I thought may be I am the one who was overthinking! And then ! What he did I was sure it was wrong! He gave me a memory which can't be ever deleted I never ever believe in that word "brother" The torture he gave, I was unable to tell anyone, He left me with a doubt with every touch now I am no more that girl of nine But the past haunts me sometimes Whenever someone tries to touch me Though a friendly touch or a hug I KNOW But again that time of nine Stops me to do so I want to change, I will change for sure But that time of nine Stops me to do so... Quote 48 #lifestory #being48
