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Rape
In my mind this horror remains in my remembrance. That awful, dreadful day, that man took my innocence. I was just barely 15 yrs. old. Not the cocky type,and I never wore provocative clothes. What was suppose to be a quick errand to the store. Ended up being my worse nightmare and so much more. In this dark place, the air was stale and cold. Helpless, defenseless, is what I felt as my naked body was exposed. Guilt, shame, and anger are the emotions that arose. What seemed like eternity, left the pillow soaked with tears. Crucifixion of scars were imprinted on my heart and soul for years. I remember getting in the shower, trying to scrub away all the pain I felt. Hugging my pillow and praying, as I wept. School, Family, and Friends, are the things I began to neglect. My mother was clueless, she questioned what was making me so upset. It was my secret, his secret, that I couldn't forget. It was that one night, that one thing that had me trapped in regret. After I drunk liquor repeatedly, and gave marijuana a try. My hurt turned into depression, and I attempted suicide. One day when skeletons in my closet were too many to hide. Wanting to confess the dark secret I kept inside. I had a conversation with God, and he helped me realize...... All over the world there are women just like me. Bound by silence, and overtaken by life's tragedies. The answer is to talk, so that others can overcome by our testamonies. Everyday I pray that God allow all victims mind to escape. The day they endured, I endured, physical, mental, emotional.....Rape Copyright 2006 Tyettea Singletary
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