i was only 9 years old. i sarang jypapi oppar jinjja much, I had all his merchandise and songs, I'd pray to jypapi oppar every night before I go to bed, thanking for the salm I've been given. "jypapi-eun sarang-ibnida", I would say, "jypapi-eun salm-ibnida". My appa hears me and calls me a delulu. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of jypapi oppar. I called him a pabo. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts, I lay in bed and it's jinjja cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's jypapi oppar. I'm neomu haengbokhae. He whispers in my gwi, "wae keureoji molla". He grabs me with his powerful plastic pants, and puts me on my hands and muleup. I spread my nagwi-cheeks for jypapi oppar. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts neomu much, but I do it for jypapi oppar. I can feel my nagwi tearing as my nun start to water. I push against his force. I want to please jypapi oppar. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my nagwi with his sarang. My appa walks in. jypapi oppar looks him straight in the nun, and says, "Saebog Mani badeuseyooouuuuööóûù!!!". jypapi oppar leaves through my window. jypapi-eun sarang-ibnida. jypapi-eun salm-ibnida.