The drunk father touched me on the night Mom went to work.

It's kind of exciting.

“I live in Italy today, but most of my childhood was spent in Kukes. We were very poor, and I remember that my mom worked hard where she could, and Dad just drank and stayed at home. It all started when I was 12. Father began to touch me in a terrible way when Mother was at work at night. I felt so bad, and every time my mom left at night, I wanted to die from what could happen to me. I was afraid to tell Mom, and I even felt it was my fault because I didn't stop Dad. Dad, I remember he was angry and angry that I shouldn't tell anyone. And if Mom found out he'd touch me more. I was little and I didn't know what to do. When I was 14 we were taken to Italy. One day in class, someone to talk about abuse. I realized from her words that Dad abused me. I felt like my head would burst. I was shaking. I remembered everything. When the clock ended, I was unable to leave the class, and my teacher understood everything. I burst into tears. I spoke to the teacher. Mom came and asked if it was true. From then on, my brother and I were taken to my aunt's, then she came and my mom was shocked by everything. Dad was taken, held up for a while, and left. I haven't talked to Dad since. Mom says I do well not say. I hate Dad today. But Mom's still out of stress, even though five years have passed, ”, says the girl.