He hurt me last night. He turned me over and took all of my dignity away. The little that I had left. This is the first and last time that I have been sodomised by him or anyone. It won’t happen again. It won’t happen again because it can’t once I’m 10ft under the ground. Nothing can hurt me once the last nail goes in my coffin. But maybe I shouldn’t be so selfish. My father needs to feed his hunger for little girls. He needs their flesh. He needs them dry and screaming in pain. If I go…who will he rape? Will there be another victim? Will the pain and suffering be turned on someone else? What will he do without young, starving creatures? Shivering and crying. Hurting. What will he do without me? Is this the end?