Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom with a handsome, young, and rich prince who finally found his young, pretty, pour princess and lived happily ever after. If this is what you want to read, please, throw these pages away, because they did not live happily ever after and there is no pour princess, or handsome prince and as a result, you have to destroy your beautiful kingdom. And now, let the story begin…
Once upon a time, 68% of sexual assaults were not reported to police and 98% of rapists never spend a day in jail. I know that in your mind, right now, you have imagined a raped girl and a male rapist. Forget stereotypes and try again.
Once upon a time, 68% of sexual assaults were not reported to police and 98% of rapists never spend a day in jail. Victor was 1 year old when his parents decided to use him as sex-toy for the first time. After 17 years, Victor continues to be used as sex-toy for them and still, nobody has understood it, because Victor is a very clever, humorous, and social person. He never had a girlfriend, although he always was much in request. Today, is his last day of school and they have arranged a party for their graduation, where he is going to meet Save. I know that I made the end of my story very predictable for you and I can see a smile on your face when you read about the party and the girl, but give me the chance to impress you.
Save enters the school yard wearing a pink T-shirt and jeans. She has light brown curly hair and big brown eyes. Save is a good student, as well, a shy and simultaneously, social girl. Save and Victor happen to have mutual friends and right now, they say “Nice to meet you” to each other. They are right; it is very nice meeting each other, because since that day they became inseparable, but you have to wait until their falling in love. They spent all their summer together, they went for coffee, movies, food and they were laughing all the time. Even though they were spending all day together, Save did not know his secret life at home. She did not know where he was living, he was never speaking about his parents, he had no photos of them, but the time was passing and Save started to want answers.
Victor believed that he was protecting her and at the same time, he was trying to create for him a second happy life. Save fell in love with his humor, his habits, his smile, his mind, and eventually, his body. She tried many times to seduce him, in a sense, whereas he did not notice. Victor was in love with her from the first time he saw her. He fell in love with her curls, her annoying giggling, her shyness, her way of viewing the world. Every night he returned home in order to play his other role, be manipulated, raped, and make people have fun. The worst of all these, was the fact that, he was feeling guilty for loving and caring about Save, because his parents always, after their ‘play’, they were telling him that “the world, my son, is cruel. Humans are the worst creatures of God and only your parents want your good and care for you. Everybody will leave you one day, except for your parents. You should never leave your family alone; no one else will ever love you like they do. You should not tell our secret. People will not understand and everything they do not understand, they become disgusted by it”.
If he revealed to Save his secret, she would be disgusted by him and leave him. For his relief, his parents died from Huntington’s disease, and for his bad luck, he would learn that he has inherited the disease. After his parents’ death, he decided to tell Save that his parents were ill with this dreadful disease and that was the reason why she could not meet them or why he did not want to talk about this sad part of his life. Save supported him, as no one else had. For some reason, he never cried or grieved about their death. However, he was dreaming of their nights, every night, and every morning he was afraid of being alone for ever. Save was pushing him hard so as to go and test himself for the disease. He was 25 and if he had inherited it, he would be dead in his 50s, as Save had read on Google. One night, he heard Save crying about his future and his health and she said she had a bad feeling. Next morning, they went to the doctor, as he had promised to her the previous night, and after a month they learned the bad news.
Yes, my dear reader, Victor will die today. He is in hospital with Save by his side and they are in their late 60s. They are not married; they never had sex or kids or even kissed on the lips. Save remained at his side until the last minute and she was proud for it. She is not a Cinderella but she was loved by a prince with a beautiful heart and not a kingdom. He was not a man with a bunch of money, but feelings and maybe they did not have a happily ever after, but they had a happy middle, a realistic end, and wonderful memories. In case you want to know, and you have not stopped reading my story, you deserve to know that Save learned his past and they cried together for it. Last night Victor whispered to her that “you saved me and I’m not a victim anymore”. His parents never paid for their deeds if we want to speak about laws. There is no bad or happy ending and there are no fairytales, there is only a narrator who decides where to begin and where to stop…
Once upon a time, 68% of sexual assaults were not reported to police and 98% of rapists never spend a day in jail. I know that in your mind, right now, you have imagined a raped girl and a male rapist. Forget stereotypes and try again.
Once upon a time, 68% of sexual assaults were not reported to police and 98% of rapists never spend a day in jail. Victor was 1 year old when his parents decided to use him as sex-toy for the first time. After 17 years, Victor continues to be used as sex-toy for them and still, nobody has understood it, because Victor is a very clever, humorous, and social person. He never had a girlfriend, although he always was much in request. Today, is his last day of school and they have arranged a party for their graduation, where he is going to meet Save. I know that I made the end of my story very predictable for you and I can see a smile on your face when you read about the party and the girl, but give me the chance to impress you.
Save enters the school yard wearing a pink T-shirt and jeans. She has light brown curly hair and big brown eyes. Save is a good student, as well, a shy and simultaneously, social girl. Save and Victor happen to have mutual friends and right now, they say “Nice to meet you” to each other. They are right; it is very nice meeting each other, because since that day they became inseparable, but you have to wait until their falling in love. They spent all their summer together, they went for coffee, movies, food and they were laughing all the time. Even though they were spending all day together, Save did not know his secret life at home. She did not know where he was living, he was never speaking about his parents, he had no photos of them, but the time was passing and Save started to want answers.
Victor believed that he was protecting her and at the same time, he was trying to create for him a second happy life. Save fell in love with his humor, his habits, his smile, his mind, and eventually, his body. She tried many times to seduce him, in a sense, whereas he did not notice. Victor was in love with her from the first time he saw her. He fell in love with her curls, her annoying giggling, her shyness, her way of viewing the world. Every night he returned home in order to play his other role, be manipulated, raped, and make people have fun. The worst of all these, was the fact that, he was feeling guilty for loving and caring about Save, because his parents always, after their ‘play’, they were telling him that “the world, my son, is cruel. Humans are the worst creatures of God and only your parents want your good and care for you. Everybody will leave you one day, except for your parents. You should never leave your family alone; no one else will ever love you like they do. You should not tell our secret. People will not understand and everything they do not understand, they become disgusted by it”.
If he revealed to Save his secret, she would be disgusted by him and leave him. For his relief, his parents died from Huntington’s disease, and for his bad luck, he would learn that he has inherited the disease. After his parents’ death, he decided to tell Save that his parents were ill with this dreadful disease and that was the reason why she could not meet them or why he did not want to talk about this sad part of his life. Save supported him, as no one else had. For some reason, he never cried or grieved about their death. However, he was dreaming of their nights, every night, and every morning he was afraid of being alone for ever. Save was pushing him hard so as to go and test himself for the disease. He was 25 and if he had inherited it, he would be dead in his 50s, as Save had read on Google. One night, he heard Save crying about his future and his health and she said she had a bad feeling. Next morning, they went to the doctor, as he had promised to her the previous night, and after a month they learned the bad news.
Yes, my dear reader, Victor will die today. He is in hospital with Save by his side and they are in their late 60s. They are not married; they never had sex or kids or even kissed on the lips. Save remained at his side until the last minute and she was proud for it. She is not a Cinderella but she was loved by a prince with a beautiful heart and not a kingdom. He was not a man with a bunch of money, but feelings and maybe they did not have a happily ever after, but they had a happy middle, a realistic end, and wonderful memories. In case you want to know, and you have not stopped reading my story, you deserve to know that Save learned his past and they cried together for it. Last night Victor whispered to her that “you saved me and I’m not a victim anymore”. His parents never paid for their deeds if we want to speak about laws. There is no bad or happy ending and there are no fairytales, there is only a narrator who decides where to begin and where to stop…
By Maria Karlovasili
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