Once upon a time there was a little girl named Lilly, she was 4 years old petite had curly blonde hair, olive skin complexion, big heart and deep hazel eyes. She was real down to earth, she was smart, her main fault is that she trusted everyone with her absolute everything. One day her parents left her with a trusted friend, she begged and pleaded for her parents to stay. But they took it as she was sleepy and they laid her down and left as she screamed bloody murder, tears streaming like rivers from her big eyes. She knew the horror that awaits her, he knew the pleasure that awaits him. Her cries pleased the scumbag, he was happy knowing she would subject to him. Two slow dreadful hours later the dirty deed had been performed once again. Her tears drove him insane eventually, he threw her. Back slamming the door she held her tongue knowing her screams turned him on. He stomped off pissed off buttoning up his pants, as he cursed and mumble under his breath. Her parents returned twenty minutes later she was passed out in a puddle of blood and tears her back blocking entrance. When her mother attempted to get in, she woke up ran to the closet, crying quietly. Her mother gathered her in a tender embrace...just as he had done. She screamed, struggled and thrashed to get away once she did she hid for many hours. When she came out she had changed and cleaned up the mess the fake smile had returned to her face. Her mother took it as hormonal effects, her father didn't know anything happened. But HE knew the one who dare assaulted, abuse and tear her innocence from her not once but multiple times. He smiled at her and put a finger to his lips signaling to her that it was their secret. A secret, in which would be revealed for many years to come.