Memoirs: Loss of innocence 19 Articles

by Jennifer Smith

My Silence I solemnly bowed my head as I stole a glance from my mother. Her eyes told me a story that I did not want to hear. I think that I saw her mouth moving, but I heard nothing that she had said. I could not be...read more

by Kate Mason

My father was a violent man. For God knows how many years I was on the receiving end of his anger. I can never remember what I did to provoke him into "picking" me to be the punch bag every time his anger flared. Each inci...read more

by Timmas Marie

The Biggest Mistake I Nearly Made Nineteen fifty seven was the last year of my innocence. I was seventeen that year. I broke up with my first boyfriend, Tim, a tall, handsome, blonde, brown-eyed, dimple-in-his-chin ...read more

by vulcanjedi

Sometime around the late winter - spring of 1976, a group of us started hanging out on the back porch of the Knights of Columbus on the corner of Walnut lane and Houghton Street. It all started when walking back from the 7...read more

by Emma Burlington

As far back as I can remember, a very young age, I was molested by a family member. A family member whom everyone loved and trusted. Someone whom I thought was a loving person as well. My Daddy's Father. He was now the ...read more

by Summer Echelson

The Story of Sandra Sandra was a girl who rode the bus with me. I was not picky about my friends: there were so few that had I been more selective, I would have been completely alone. That's not quite right either; it g...read more

by Alma Polydore

My innocence was never lost, it was stolen. It was taken away from me. Layer by layer it was peeled from my once pure body. With every penetration, and every force of action, it faded slowly. He came to my home with a ...read more

by Jen Bonds

Loss of innocence, where do I begin? I don't know that I can pinpoint it to one single moment in time. Several come to mind. Was it the day that my dad left us, as I sat there crying asking my daddy why he had t...read more

by Charleine Fenn

When I was just a baby girl, I found what I thought... Was the most prettiest flower In our whole yard. Lovingly I plucked it. Smiling to myself As I clutched it... In my grubby little hands. Straight into the ho...read more

by PACRATFLT

When I was just 18, I was finally through with the 12 long years of formal education required to graduate from high school. I was never allowed to do anything that would perhaps bring shame upon myself or my family, Go...read more

by Rowan Rivers

The warm breeze blew against my skin and the sand felt soft under my feet. The sun was just rising over the sea and it looked beautiful. The sky was filled with its golden and red glow and the ocean sparkled under its mo...read more

by Inqusitive Fairy

Memories Memory: Sorry! My cousins and I liked to play games when we were together. We usually all gathered at my grandmother's house in the city. I can recall one particular day when we found ourselves in the basem...read more

by Bernadette Cote

You took the innocence of a five year old child, you hurt my body, you tortured me, you taught me what terrified means. You left me alone in a big city with no one to care for me. You left me to raise three sons on my ow...read more

by Rachel Dreyden

Let's start with my personal Satan: Mikael. I used to L.A.R.P. (Live-Action Role-Play) for a game called Vampire: The Masquerade. It is a fun game with a lot of strategy and, if you can find a good group, awesome LAR...read more

by Alissa Corte

All I know is rape I felt like I lost it all The only thing I held In this relationship with you Was my body; it was mine I thought you couldn't touch me I thought I was just mine You showed me just how wrong I wa...read more

by Danny Garcia

I remember the day I lost my wings like it was yesterday. I never really lied to my family before this nor did I ever rat my brothers out. Maybe it wasn't so much because I was so innocent but because I didn't know how. I...read more

by Crystal Gilbert

I don't remember what happened last night. Blacked out again and another stranger's laying next to me. This being nothing new, I get up and start the coffee and light another camel. Starring out the kitchen window, I won...read more

by Terrilynn Collins

My loss of innocence came at a premature age. It's hard to stay innocent in such a grown up environment. How to keep your innocence when you go to sleep at the sounds of your mother drinking herself into a stupor with the ...read more

by David Rheins

RECKLESS WITH LOVE He wanted to be a rock and roll star grew his hair long, learned guitar moved to California, Los Angeles wrote letters to the labels, got down on his knees She's got heavy ties to Mooresville r...read more