The world taught her masturbation.
It was more than fifteen years ago when the game started. She sat beside her newfound playmate while he started the engine. Her body trembled along with everything that’s vibrating around her. She felt a spider inching its way up between her legs. The unnamed playmate was at the driver seat, and she was kneeling beside him, waiting for her classmates to finally come.
What’s taking them so long? They’ll miss our game. She watched other kids playing games she played before. This was different. She didn’t have to do anything but she always got rewarded. The controlling playmate took her left hand and directed her to caress what seemed like a bulge inside his pants. “Kailangan mo yan himasin, kasi ahas yan at pag di mo hinimas, tutukain ka.” She nodded.
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Inside her room, the little girl could hardly hear what her mom and dad were discussing. She couldn’t understand why they looked so upset when she finally told them her secret. A secret that only she and her playmate knew. Wag mo sasabihin sa Mommy at Daddy mo, hindi ka na nila papayagan maglaro pag nalaman nila. But she didn’t intend to tell her Mommy; it was like an accident. While her mom was bathing her, she proudly narrated how her playmate would also touch that place between her legs. It was like a series of games that she always won. Her playmate lavished her with toys. “Kaya nga po madalas ako may mga dalang new toys, Mommy e.” The little girl eagerly bragged with eyes expectant of her Mommy’s approval. She could tell how surprised and proud her Mommy was, the little girl felt triumphant for having achieved something this big. For a second, she thought her Mommy was going to cry.
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The girl never understood why she couldn’t sit on the passenger seat of her School Bus anymore. Why she wasn’t allowed to talk to her favorite playmate. Why one day, the School Bus stopped fetching her and her playmate stopped playing with her.
She didn’t need to play with anyone anymore. From then on, she decided to just play with herself. She was in control.
The world taught her masturbation because for a time, her playmate was her world.
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DISCLAIMER [added the day after this story was posted]: Didnt think 'twas necessary to write one but apparently IT IS needed. This is FICTION. Please stop sending me messages consoling me for being sexually molested. I mean, I appreciate the concern but seriously, I WASN'T HARASSED.
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