I was 15 when my parents died in a car accident. My custody was given to my father's brother(uncle).
They had a total of three members in the family.
He, his wife, and his daughter.
At first, I was welcomed so nicely that everyone could have gotten confused about my new family.
They were pretty nice in the beginning but later they became harsh and mean as my family lawyer thought they will be nice guardians for me and left me with them.
They threw me from the room where I and Stella used to live to a dirty storeroom.
All house chores were my duty and I was cut off from going to school.
That was not enough when something ridiculous happened to me one day.
Aunt had been invited to a party so she and Stella went to it.
Only me and uncle were in the house.
I was in my room folding clothes as my aunt instructed me, to do all the chores.
I was busy folding clothes when my room's door slightly opened and uncle suddenly entered inside.
I didn't know it and was busy doing my work when he suddenly held my waist and pushed me to my bed.
In no minute he started undressing me.
He took off all my clothes. I was denying it, I was pushing him away but in the waist. He was strong enough to resist me from doing anything.
