I remember the begging as being one of the worst things. Pleading with someone not to hurt you,only to have them be more violent. It is sad that somebody could hurt someone else like that. I remember the pain hurt but knowing I couldn't do a damn thing to stop him. Everytime I talk about this it just seems to feel like a bad freakin nightmare. Then I realize it's real and I was stupid more than once. It makes matters worse when three different men are able to rape you. It makes you think that maybe everyone is right maybe it does have something to do with me.
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My Journey
Non-FictionThis is a true story of three of the worst times in my life. Of how I could have prevented it all by following my gut. Ladies and gentlemen if you have ever been assaulted be forewarned my book will probably bring up bad memories, sleepless nights...
