Haunting Heaven

T H E "R" W O R D

I had already written my last words onto a piece of notebook paper. I had also printed out hundreds of copies.

And I had stored them underneath my bed, where I knew my aunt wouldn't find any.

"Skank!"

Bang!

I fell to the ground. My hand clutched my throbbing cheek.

I spit and gargled out fresh blood.

"Get the hell up!" He screamed while his buddies stood at the side, laughing.

Shakily, I obliged without a second thought.

Instantly I was grabbed and being pulled into the empty janitors closet.

"Did you really think I'd let yesterday off the hook?" He sneered.

It was dark and my cheek still hurt like needles or knives.

That's when I heard it, the unzipping of a belt. A thud indicated the fallen pants.

I gulped when my eyes adjusted to the light.

And I knew what was going on.

I was going to be raped.