My Fear of Shoes.

Hi, Well as the title suggests, I fear shoes. I'm not going into detail, but in a nutshell, I was beaten and raped by a shoe. So, when I was just a wee lad, maybe 10 or so, I was about to walk home from school, and I was kidnapped. This weird man said he was a friend of my mom. I didn't know better, so I went with him. He introduced me to drugs, gambling, and sex. I didn't know what they were so I went along with it. We did this for a couple days, and then my mom noticed I was high. She asked me where I got drugs, and for the sake of my new friend, I didn't give a name. I went with him again the next day and I told him that I couldn't see him again. He didn't like that. (This is where the abuse and harassment took place.) He took my shoe because it was smaller than his, and slapped me across the face. He ended up pushing it up my butt hole and raped me with it. So please help.

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