Cost Of A Doll

As a kid, I grew up in a normal middle-class family. An elder sister mom and dad. Mom and dad knew each other since college days so they had many common friends who do visit our home. Among them was Kevin uncle who was a frequent one. Whenever he would come, he never forgets to surprise me and sis with gifts and chocolates. It was my 10th bday and many guests were there. But the best gift was from Kevin uncle, a crying and blinking doll whom I could feed milk even.

My excitement was on top to get the dream gift. As the party ended mom dad and sis went to see off the guest. 

Kevin uncle approached me and asked me if Like the gift. I was so happy. He said in return i had to give him something too. And it would be a secret. And suddenly he kissed me hard on my lips. 

I was surprised. For a moment my excitement for bday disappeared. I went away and ran to mom. But I was not sure what to do. 

Days passed and every time he would visit our house, his devil desires kept overflowing on me.

I was so scared to approach anyone at home or school. 

For almost 4 years I got molested and abused by him. He would grab me any moment and then would play over my body. He never let me utter a word.

Maybe he knew I was stupid and scared. So he only targeted me. I tried to hide from him on his visits, and that was all in self-defence I would know.

Soon years passed. I left for junior college. But he would haunt me like a nightmare. Because of the damage, he brought in my adolescence, I refrained from going around with any male friend. 

It was mom dad's anniversary, and I left for home. On the way, I purchased a bouquet for them. I was cheerful as I would gel up with my family after long.

But my happiness was taken by the presence of Mr Kevin, he was no more uncle for me. The minute I entered in house, he applauded my presence and touched me on my shoulder stating you grew up so stunning.

But he didn't know not only I grew up, but I also conquered my fears too. Looking at him, all my previous pain accumulated to take revenge. It was like a rage of the storm inside me.

In no time handing over the flowers to mom, I slapped Kevin hard on his face. The cheers of the party flew away and silence overcast.

While all were worried about my step, Mr . Kevin left the party.

I wished I would have done that prior. But I found myself alone at that time, scared and worried that my parents would punish me.

It took many years for me to remove the dark shadows from my life. And raise myself strong against the child abuse I suffered. It took me time to understand that my silence was biggest weakness

Mr. Kevin was gone forever. No one at home questioned me. May be they understood my action, or may be they were mad on me.

I left the party soon. For weeks I didn't talk to anyone at home. 

But now I could sleep nicely without his nightmares.