11:39 Oct 05 2005
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Walking down this morbid she calls life, Zoey is still yet haunted by the memories of her past. A past that no one should have to go through, a past that no one should have to endure.
The year is two-thousand-five and finally, in this fucked up life of hers, she is happy. Happy with herself, happy with her life, just happy in general. She has a loving boyfriend, a baby on the way, and there is nothing in this mortal world that could screw this up now, or so she thought...
Chapter One
Zoey, just six months shy of being an unwed 20 year old mother to be, has had a lot of hardships in her life. Things that no person, whoever it may be, should ever have to go through.
In just her short nineteen years of life, Zoey has not only been molested but raped as well, not once, but three times. Barely being able to recall the “good” memories of her childhood, Zoey can only remember the “unfortunate” events that happened to her.
From the age of five to eight, Zoey had been molested, not only by her grandfather but also by her uncle. Both of which she can somewhat recall, the events that happened, were very traumatic for a child of this age. Although family members had inclinations to something happening to Zoey, nothing was done to help her or get her out of this situation.
Her fathers sister had believed something may have happened, but was anything done about it, no, nothing was. No one called out to Social Services, no one called child abuse hotlines, no one even tried to help. At one point in time her fathers’ mother had walked in on the grandfather touching young Zoey and turned around and walked out the room as if nothing was going on. Now, how’s that for keeping it within the family...
*names have been changed to ensure the privacy and protection the abusers and the abused in this story*
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