"She didn't know if it was a dream or just the cruel reality,though a ten-eleven year old couldn't dream about something like that,she still wasn't sure. It had happened years ago,lying in her bed half asleep,she had been dreaming about the new doll-house set her mother had bought her. She was happy, content. Girls her age had always envied her about the things she got, were jealous of her because she was different. Just then she heard her sister snore. Uff,those snores,she thought,wont they ever stop? The only thing she disliked was having to share her bed with two more people,her twin sister and uncle. She had always lived in a joint family and quite a family it was. The door creaked and in he stumbled in the dead of the night. It was routine and she didn't care to bother about it anymore,clutching her blanket she drifted to sleep and then it happened,again. She felt the safe covering of her blanket being removed,she felt the warm breath of someone over her head,she felt the pressure of a rough hand over her mouth and the weight of another being upon her. She remembered all this the next morning but she could never be sure,she was too young and innocent to know what had happened. She hadn't discussed it with anyone ever,clueless about what she would say. But how did it alter her? Years later lying naked next to her fifth boyfriend for the year,she finally made the connection