Note.

It’s not just father.

Every single time I step out of the house.

The streets are filled with vultures, predators and flesh eating piranhas.

Who ogle at my body and cleavage.

Uncles, aunties and behenjis.

Minimum 5 each time.

Minimum.

They are sex addicted monsters.

They ogle at me with their mouths open and eyes bulging out of their sockets.

And psychotic expressions on their faces.

I get scared to travel alone.