An Innocent Girl Buried Three Men (Part 1)

I buried him.

She eagerly explained, "I can't remember what happened back then." Yes, it's true that she can't remember most of what happened in her childhood years because she chose to bury them, at least, forever. She tried her best to bury them in the deepest part of her mind that she believed she won the burying game. Years went by and she was deeply troubled by the things growing rapidly in her mind. The things that she buried were not dead at all but slowly and creepily growing inside her, unnoticed. Recently, they have been slowly but surely burying her and the worst part is, she didn't notice. She doesn't have a single idea that later on, they will have their revenge... retaliation for all those brutal acts she did when she was young. How can a young girl buried them brutally, you may ask. How can she commit such a horrible act?
Things left in the past unsettled can never just fade away. They will become alive and will be much stronger than before.

It all started as she innocently used to play with her childhood friends in their house. One mother, sisters, brothers and of course, the Father. She couldn't help herself but go to that house, almost everyday. Sometimes, she would be left by her friends alone in the house with the manly figure. They would talk innocently about everything. She was happy that man would want to talk to her. Yes, he would because as she was talking to him, he leisurely find his way onto her. A kid who knows nothing about what's going on kept talking. It became a habit. She would play everyday in that house only to find herself being touched sometimes painfully by that man not only for minutes but would last for an hour or two. She liked it. She was addicted to it. But she didn't know what was it. She buried him and all of what had happened in her mind. She thought she would get over it.