A bad nightmare

Hi, this memory has no sexual aspect. I just want to say by definition what kind of society we are in. My father is addicted. We suffer a lot from this. My mother died when I was 15 years old. She worked hard. He used to use it. We used to have a house, but my father sold it to spend his money. The owner downstairs was the owner of the house. I'm about to go to university. I saw the owner of your house standing on the road. I still remember his face. He took me by force, I screamed his blood, my father called me, I cried, he didn't care, he threw me in my school clothes, he smelled like a dog on the first floor, my whole body could not hear Saddam anymore, I just prayed, my heart was pounding so hard, I heard his voice. My pants arrived, my bra came off, I cried, I kept saying everything, now I'm giving upThe tick reached my shorts, I shouted, my shorts, not my shorts, did not hit me, my eyes turned black in my ears, he took off my shorts, then he took off his pants, he spat on me, I was sick, I cried slowly, at first I realized that I was going up and down, then he threw himself, his mouth smelled of onions, then he said, "Jam, go upstairs, my father did not pay the rent for 17 months, you were there for 5 months, I cried softly, I put on my clothes," then he said, "Wait. He told me to go, I went up, I saw that my father was not there, so I did not hear the sound of my screams. If I shouted, my father was so drunk that he did not understand that he did his job. He kicked me and went downstairs. I did not sleep until morning. I was holding my hand on my chest and I was thinking I urinated, oh, where should we go? I said, marry me. He said, if I am unemployed, I will buy evil. I stayed for a week. Khaleem Khaleem city married me to an addicted boy, at least he does not rape me because there is a coffin, now I'm comfortable here, I have a friend named Soghari, I'm coming here, we are laughing, Soghari, please write so that everyone understands that not everyone sleeps on a pillow. The old men 's hands or the boys of Sang Delen endure humiliation because of a piece of bread. Then the boy takes a picture of her. Here, everyone swears at the girl.