Help Me

Fallen_Dreamer · 04-23-2008, 08:17 PM

I'm a 16 yr old girl living in Urban Nepal. I don't know what to do. When I was 12 my died, he died of blood cancer. Back then, I didn't even know what killed him[FONT='Arial','sans-serif']. An unknown "thing" killed my father, a thing that was just so mysterious. When he died, I didn't even go to his funeral. My mom thought that young girls didn't deserve to see their fathers being burned. My mother [FONT='Arial','sans-serif']was devastated, so was I but I tried to go on. Besides the crying and sobbing, I was pretty much all right. It was mom that took the death of my father. She tried to handle his bussiness, but she really didn't know much about business. After all, my mother was a university lecturer, not a businessman. I was a very rough time for both of us, and mom found consolation in a new man. He was my dad's former business partner, when he heard about my dad's death, he tried to help us. He was young, 22 or 24. He ocassionally brought me presents and help about the house. He used to stay and even make dinner for us. he wasn't sleeping with my mom, I would have found out. For almost a year, he was there for us, helping about the house and office. Eveything was about to stabalize in my life, i thought that we could finally be happy again. Then mom committed suicide, she drank a bottle of rat poison. This guy, Navin, seemed to be devistated, I think he was in love with my mother or something but that wasn't it. When my mother died, I died with her. She had been my life support. My life crumbled when she died. Navin took care of the funeral and all that. My father's sister, my auntie, said she weas coming to take care of me. She was living in the US and it was a bit deal for her to come down. I didn't have any close relatives living around and those that I had really didn't care[/font][/font]
[FONT='Arial','sans-serif'][FONT='Arial','sans-serif']One night before Auntie was supposed to come to live with me, Navin came to my room. I was not feeling good and had been crying most of the night. I was 13 and my sister 9, I didn't know what he was doing until he raped me in front of my sister. I had put all my trust in him and had even started to love him alittle until he took all my innocence away. I knew what he had done to me was wrong but waht could I do? The shame of it all kept me from saying anything to anyone. He talked to my auntie, she had met him before and trusted him. He took over my dad's business, my house and he took over me. [/font][/font]
[FONT='Arial','sans-serif'][FONT='Arial','sans-serif'][/font][/font]
[FONT='Arial','sans-serif'][FONT='Arial','sans-serif']Every night for the next three years, I did what he told me to do. I'm sixteen now and my sister twelve. I think she's started to understand eveything, I'm scared for her. I try my best to stop him from hurting her. He's not done anything to her and would probally just die if did something to her. He beats me anytime he wishes to. I want to die but I can't thinking what my sister will do without me. I even tried asking for help in school, I talked to the counceller and she seemed really pissed. She was probally trying to help me, she called the principal but he was a close associate of Navin and he didn't take any action. She went further and reported to the poilce. She came by personally to my house with a bunch of police but he managed to talk to a higher official and get all of his charges cleared. He beat me to the inch of my life that day. He even tried to raise his anger to mu sister, but I managed to protect her. The counceller didn't come to school from that day on. I never saw her again. I don't want to be touched by anyone anymore, I don't want to be loved. He'll probally beat me again if he finds out I'm posting this. I fianlly got the chance to post after my garde 10 finished. He goes to work and I'm home alone. He's even started bringing his friends at home. At night they gamble and after they get tired of that they all rape me. My sister doesn't watch me, she just locks herself in her room. I think she can hear my cries though, she's always got tears in her eyes when I return. They've started to whip me for things that didn't do. They just tell me that I need to be punished and they take turns whipping me. They tell me to perform oral sex from under the table while they play cards. My sister is the only one giving me my strength to live now. Please help me. I want to get out this place. Please help me[/font][/font][FONT='Arial','sans-serif'][FONT='Arial','sans-serif'].[/font][/font]

21 Grams · 04-24-2008, 09:18 PM

Really, I don't know what to say. You seem to be surrounded. Try running awya with your sister. Run away to a child wellfare organization. Baal Mandir ma gaaye pani huncha.
Just stay strong and do all you can.

iphu · 04-25-2008, 03:40 AM

I don't know how things are in Nepal. Do they take child abuse seriously there? Because what you have here is... more than child abuse. If you think you can run away with your sister to some kind of shelter, just do it.