THE VIDEO (a short story fiction) by @black_pen_magic
I picked up my bag, wiped my tears with the back of my palm and turned to leave. But I could hear him laughing. Really?!! He was laughing. I looked over my shoulders to the Ironing board, the only thing I thought of at that point was to pick up the Iron and hit him so hard on the head. But he had already threatened to release the video he made of me naked on the internet if I tried to report him or if anything happened to him. "Why are you still standing there? Do you want more?" His husky, loud voice brought me back to my senses. I turned back to look at him and unfortunately for my Sanity, he was still laughing. But how could I have known, he's Uncle Mike, the most friendly Uncle one could ever have. He would take me to the mall voluntarily, tell me how beautiful I am without makeup, he always advices ...