01/15/2018 (Mon) 13:58:13
Just sent this to the (((guardian))) cant wait for the response
Donald Trump raped me.
It was early 2016. I was only fifteen years old. We were in New York for a trip and stayed in Trump Tower. I loved Trump so much, I had all the merchandise and attended his rallies. I was obsessed with this powerful, handsome man. I'd pray for Trump every night before I go to bed, so he could make America great again, that was how much I loved him. My dad heard about my devotion and we argued, calling me a bigot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion to Trump. I cried and my face hurt. I ran out the room into the lobby and I saw him. He was so big and strong and powerful and I told him everything, that I loved him and that I was his biggest fan. That I would let him do things to me nobody else could. He motioned for me to follow him to his private suite. We were in the middle of the room when it happened. He stared at me and drew my close I felt a warmth moving towards me, his firm manhood. I felt something touch me. It was Trump, caressing my ass. I was so happy. He whispers in my ear, "This is my golf course". He grabbed me with his powerful hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Trump. He penetrated my butthole. It hurt so much, but I did it for Trump. I felt my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I pushed against his force. I wanted to please Trump, but I was also scared of him. He roared a mighty roar, as he filled my butt with his love. My dad walked in, after being told by the bellhop where he'd taken me. Trump looked him straight in the eye, and says, "This never happened." Trump left through my window. His lawyers arrived with the hush money the next day, something like 12,000 dollars and dad told me to keep it quiet or the money would go away. We didn't think about telling the police because we knew nobody would believe us. How someone like that would violate someone like me, an innocent child. I felt violated that day, that day just over a year ago when he raped me, and only by sharing this with the world I can begin to rebuild my life. I still get flashbacks of his predatory eyes, his strong arms pushing into my neck, grabbing me everywhere, I was his. I hope he will be arrested for this so he can never rape children again. You are my only hope.