Through The Eyes of an Abuser

Sorry this might be too close to the truth...

I walk waiting for my chance to spring, to attack

The yellow school bus pulls up to the stop

My mind becomes frantic with images of what is about to transpire

My need becoming an urgent demand

She steps off

The little girl, with a red bow in her blonde hair

Her red dress made to look like little riding hood

I let my feet carry me towards her as she takes the path through the woods to her house

Little Red Riding Hood indeed, Me the Big Bad Wolf

I let my eyes roam taking in the tender white-flesh of her legs in her white panty hose

She's singing a song from The Little Mermaid

Her voice setting my blood on fire

I pounce

Never giving her time to scream

I smile as she lays there trying to make her small, tiny fists cause me harm

I let her feel me by sitting on her right where I need her the most

She cries out and bites me, afraid of my hardness

I see her tears dropping from the corners of her eyes

Dropping down to the dirt floor beneath her

Like the leafs falling from the trees onto the forest ground

I pluck the sticks out of her hair

Bend down to take a tear into my mouth

The taste of her pain making my body sing

I whisper in her ear that she will never tell anyone of what happens here or I will kill her

I tell her to accept her fate, to be happy that I am to bestow her with this gift

I begin to do what I came here for

As she stares blankly up at the sky

Never uttering a thing

Author's Note

“The important thing in writing is the capacity to astonish. Not shock - shock is a worn-out word - but astonish.” - Terry Southern

"To scare someone with reality is hard but not impossible." -Me

Reviews

[Lorraine]

Disturbing! I'm not sure how close this is to reality, I don't even want to think about it. I like the concept of creating something from a usually well-neglected point of view. It's a narrative that's easily comprehensible.

Keep Writing. ^__^

[MusicMartyrs]

line 17 'crys' should be 'cries'
it's very sad that this does happen
but don't be sorry for your talent