Innocence!
Tainted! That's the word I would use to describe my innocence. I remember that I was once young and naïve, before you walked in and destroyed my very being. I must've been around the same age as your granddaughter, but that didn't stop you, no. Running your filthy hands all over me when you were supposed to teach me I remember feeling uneasy, but you dismissed it. It was all part of learning the art. Tell me, you sick pervert, how do you sleep at night? I must've been a lot younger than you, but that didn't stop you, no. Cornering me on the last bench, trying to have your way with me. I remember feeling violated but you dismissed it. It was all part of feeling the high. Tell me, you sick pervert, how do you sleep at night? I must've been around the same age as your sister, but that didn't stop you, no. Old enough for both of us to understand the meaning of the word "NO." I remember feeling disgusted with myself, but you dismi...