I went into the forest with my father. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and said, “Finally, we’re alone. Come here, let me kiss you. I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” I recoiled from him in horror. But my father came closer, took me by the shoulders, and whispered, “Don’t be afraid, darling. Your mother will never know what happened between us.” I started shaking. And when he said, “I’ve waited 19 years for this moment,” I froze in fear…😨‼️
My name is Emily. I’m 19 years old thief.
My father, Robert, is 54 years old, and my mother, Margaret, is 51.
I’ve always been very close to my father. From childhood, he protected me, helped me with my homework, and took me for walks every Sunday.
But over the last few months, his behavior has begun to make me wary.
