My name is Terri. I'm a 22 year old senior in college. I have managed to get away from my rapist. All I can remember is running with a limp down an empty street. I pulled my torn T-shirt onto my shivering body. I wiped the dripping liquid off of my legs, I assumed it was blood considering what had just happened to me. I was surrounded by trees. I stood in the middle of the road. I searched for street lights, head lights, any type of lights to help guide my way, but only darkness. I ran as fast as I could while still holding my clothes in place. I took as little breaths as possible. I didn't want him to hear me, I didn't want him to find me, I didn't want him to catch me. I could feel my heart racing; it was loud and fast. I heard the sound of a loud truck behind me. I knew the sound of that truck was familiar. It was HIM! I saw the beaming lights from the truck. I ran as fast as I could. I refused to look forward instead I ran looking backwards until suddenly I was running anymore. I felt myself falling and then suddenly everything went dark. I intend to get my memory back ! The question isn't Will I find him But what will I do when I find ?