The Curse

Tue, 09 May 2023 07:33:33 +0000

Next day we start from where we had left off. Memories are running off in the room. They slow down again as my father is holding my hand and taking me to the neighbors’ house. He leaves me there along with my toy cycle as I catch his pants. They are going somewhere and had to leave me for some time. The neighboring aunty for some reason, I remember now, was always in the kitchen. It was as if the only part of the house she was allowed was the kitchen. I never saw her anywhere else in that house. The uncle takes my little hands, brings me to the drawing room and closes the door. He takes down his lungi and takes down my trouser and opens my shirt. He lays over on the bed and rubs his penis. He calls me in and lays me down stroking my ass asking me to rub my penis on the bed. He is talking to me as he rubs himself. I remember what he is talking about. I feel ashamed. The Traumafinder stops on the instructions of the Boss.