Trigger warning: Mentions of rape and sexual assault
I found myself back in my room. It was the middle of the night as I laid there in my bed in my pyjamas. Someone walked through my bedroom door and the I heard the click of the door lock.
My heartbeats started to race as the shadow came closer to my bed. There, from the little light emitting from the streetlights outside poured through my window, falling directly onto the shadow. It turned out to be my uncle, who sneaked into my room.
Just as I was about to ask for his sudden intrusion in my room, my body froze. I couldn’t move, nor could I let out any sounds. He had casted a spell on me. Fear began to creep inside me as I anticipated his next move. I had a thousand thoughts running through my mind. I was truly scared of him.
He flashed me a malicious smile and got into bed—more like on top of me. I desperately wanted to scream but no voice came out of my throat. Tears were streaming down my face, tickling my ears and then falling on
